No Shame, Ass Game
Imagine Steve showing up in your apartment practically naked…
Steve walked into your apartment first thing in the morning wearing only some blue and white boxers and a pair of flip flops, looking like he had not a care in the world.
“Honey…I’m home!” He yelled into the apartment trying to get your attention and then spotting you in the kitchen.
“Steve, what the fuck?! Where are your clothes?!” You eye the man walking towards you practically naked.
He looks down at his body and shrugs his shoulders, “Is this not enough?”
You shook your head and sighed at him, “When I said breakfast at my place, I figured you’d come in more than just your underwear,” you continued to shake your head.
“Why bother with clothes when we’ll just end up taking them off,” he replies grinning at you.
You turn your attention from Steve and added chocolate chips to the pancakes on the griddle pan.
“Mmmm…you’re spoiling me,” he smiles at you, “chocolate chip pancakes were only a suggestion…I didn’t think you make them yourself…I thought we’d go out to eat.”
“Babe…,” you look at him, ignoring the pancakes on the stove, “you mentioned breakfast post orgasm. You never clarified us going out. Besides, you walked into my apartment in just your boxers… not really going out to eat attire,” you wink and smile at him.
Steve chuckles over your assessment, “You know the neighbors don’t seem to mind how dressed I am when I walk over to your place.”
“No…I’m sure old Mrs. Crawley enjoys ogling your ass,” you joke.
“It is a lovely ass,” he quips back at you.
You nod in agreement, “That it is.”
You remove the last of the pancakes from the stove and place them on a plate and look back at your boyfriends, “Well, lovely ass man, how bout you come over here and help me eat these pancakes, and after…maybe I’ll let you lick some syrup off my legs.”
Steve walks over to the table and sits down, “See…I knew there was no reason to walk over here dressed. Just be glad I put the underwear on in the first place…I could’ve come naked.”
“Sure, give Mrs. Crawley a heart attack, why don’t ya!” You laugh at him.
“Best fifteen seconds of her life!”
“You have no shame,” you roll your eyes at him with a smile.
He shakes his head, “Not when your ass game is as good as mine.”