Starting It

I smoothed my skirt over my thighs. 'I can't believe I'm wearing this.' I thought to myself. The skirt was a dark blue pleated thing that went to mid thigh if I was lucky, crept all the way to just below my ass if I was unluncky. The shirt was a tight black tank with a white button down over top with only 2 buttons done up. On my feet were wedge heeled black mary janes that added a good two inches to my height. On my head was a black baret and the whole outfit was covered by a long black gothic trench coat. I double checked my make-up in the mirror.

Tonight I was going to have some fun. My boyfriend just didn't know it yet. I finished smearing on my fire engine red lipstick and took off my hat to double check my mid-neck light brown hair with the bright blonde streaks in the front. After a moment I pulled all my hair but the streaks up in a short pony tail and grinned at my reflection. Tonight was my night, the poor guy wouldn't know what hit him.

I walked out of my house, pausing only to lock the door before jumping in my car and driving to my boyfriend's appartment. I walked in to find him asleep in his boxers on the couch. I drank in the sight of him. Short curly brown hair that just begged to be messed up, lashes any woman would kill for, though his eyes were closed I know the chocolate brown color by heart. My eyes travled down the lenght of his body, taking in every defined, and not so defined muscle. The fact that he wasn't perfectly defined made him all the hotter to me, he wasn't perfect, but it was his faults that made him human. I shut the door quietly and smirked as a snuck up on the slumbering man.

I straddled him carefully, so as to not hit him with my shoes or one of the buckles on my coat, and leaned over and began to kiss him in earnest. I could feel him responding to me before waking up though the fabric of my skirt. I rubbed him slowly though the thin material of his boxers.

Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he became aware of what was going on. I leaned back and smirked, and looked at him through half closed eyes. I rolled my hips slowly and gently over his crotch, loving the feel of him responding. It made me feel so powerful and feminine to know that it was because of me that he was getting so hard. He smiled back in the half light cast by the t.v.

He reached his hands up and began to play with my nipples though the shirts and bra I was wearing. I moaned and leaned down to kiss him. His hands undid the buttons on my shirt as our tongues dualed for dominance. In no time my chrisp white button down, coat, hat, and tank top were thrown around the room.

I pulled my mouth away from his and kissed my way down to one of his flat nipples. I nipped at the tip and swirled the tip of my tongue around the outter edge before giving the same treatment to it's twin. Then I continued to nip and kiss my way down his stomach, pausing only to pay attention to his belly button. I reached the edge of his boxers and didn't remove them. Instead I licked and sucked on him through the thin material and when it was sopping wet blew a gentle stream of cool air across the tented area. My poor boy was nearly weeping with need and I had just begun.

I got off of him and in one forceful move removed his boxers. Now he lay on the couch entirely free for my viewing pleasure. I grinned evily and pulled off my skirt, leaving me in my shoes, thong and matching bra. He damn near lept off the couch and pinned me down to it.

"You, are a wretched tease. Comming in here in that outfit. One would think you're just asking for trouble baby." He kissed me hard and undid my bra yanking it off of me. He didn't even bother removing my thong, he simply pushed aside the tiny scrap of fabric and thrust inside without further ado. We both moaned at our mutual fufillment of need.

He bent his head down and captured one of my nipples in his mouth. He suckled on it like he was a babe, only he began nipping ever so slightly at the tip then swiriling the tip of his tongue all around the rosie bud. All the while his other hand fondeling my other breast.

He began pumping into me in earnest. He positioned himself so that every time he thrust in the top of his pelvic bone would rub my clit. Between that, the stimulation to my breasts, and his murmers I was a goner.

I tumbled over the edge, my boyfriend following soon after. "Ok baby, lets try this again in a few minutes, but I get to see the outfit this time." He whispered to me. I just smiled. I got what I came for.