Halftime Show

February 10, 2010


She arrived at his house, going to the kitchen door. She let herself in, as the detailed instruction sheet he’d given her told her to do. Then, she stripped off all of her clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on the chair by the door. Only then did she pay attention to her surroundings, so focused had she been on making sure she did everything exactly to his specifications. But now, her attention no longer distracted, she could hear the voices on the other side of the swinging kitchen door. Male voices, speaking in words she couldn’t quite make out, their tone not exactly rowdy, but a bit raucous and excited. Maybe a sports game in the background?

On the counter, a tray with six beer mugs, and a note. “Beer’s in the fridge. When you get here, pour us a round and bring it into the living room.” She gulped, nervous and embarrassed that she was to be naked in front of at least six men, judging from the tray. But aroused too, as the sudden dampness and rising scent of cunt musk from between her legs made all too clear. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself forward to the fridge, pulled out the beer, and carefully poured the six mugs. Then, hoisting the tray, she pushed through the swinging door and into the living room.

One comment

  1. VERY HOT!!! Love the pic and those heels!!
    Kara XOXO

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