Chris' Birthday

Chris walked through the front door of his apartment and grinned slowly at the sight of his girlfriend dressed in a skimpy see-through nightgown, tied at the waist with a ribbon. Smiling seductively, she stood and sashayed across the floor, wrapping one arm around his neck and the other dropping to stroke his hardening cock through his work pants. “Hey, baby. I’ve been waiting for you to come home to give you your birthday present.” Chuckling throatily, she whispered into his ear. “It’s all wrapped up in the bedroom, and, since it’s your birthday, I might just be willing to share it with you.”

Chris’s eyebrow raised. This was an odd type of thing to say about a present that she was going to give him. His hands ran from her shoulders to her barely covered ass and squeezed her cheeks, slapping one of them lightly. “Oh?”

Tawny grinned seductively, rubbing his cock through his pants, nodding. “Oh.” She began grinding her barely covered crotch against his rock hard cock, the front of her nightgown getting damp from her obvious arousal. “Now close your eyes, lover, while we go and see your present.”