At Last A Sex Dream!

Date: 5/19/2020

I am in my old house in East Kilbride and I am waiting for Rosie to show up. Rosie is a woman I has an NSA relationship with up until about 8 years ago. She arrives in a taxi and I let her in. Immediately she says to me coquettishly "do you want to see?" but I don't respond. In the living room I am sat on the floor next to the fireplace and she is sat facing me on the couch. She is wearing a shortish skirt and black nylons (my fave) and red heels. I then realise what she meant. I don't know if it's tights or stockings and I now have to know. "Yes. I do want to see" I say to her. She just smiles and doesn't move. Her legs are crossed and the skirt exposes a fair amount of thigh but not enough to know for sure. "Get me a fucking drink" she says which I knew was unusual because Rosie hardly ever swore when I knew her. I return with a red wine for her and a bottle of beer for me. She puts her glass down on the table and stands up. She comes towards me and pushes me backwards. I fall on the floor and she jumps on top of me, straddling me quite high up on my chest. I can see now. She is wearing black holdups and white knickers. "Like what you see? Get me off and you can have me". I can't move though. It's like I am nailed to the floor albeit with a pretty nice view trapped between her thighs ha ha. She laughs as my efforts are in vain. "OH for God's sake" she exclaims. She pulls her knickers to the side and forces herself on my face. I wake up as I feel her shudder above me "Cuuummming".