She practically ran up the stairs, pulling me along after her. She only let go of my arm once we made it to the bedroom. As she walked over to a table near the king-size bed, I looked around. There was a bowl of chocolate on the dresser and the room was decked out with flowers and candles – which she proceeded to light. The window blinds were closed. Clearly, she had prepared a lovely evening in for herself.
The little plastic cup with my swimmers in it was placed on a table by the flat screen TV opposite the bed. On the same table was a basked containing a selection of items; something resembling a thin plastic tube was sticking out of it, but I couldn’t see anything more. Liz walked over to the table, picked up both the cup and the basket, then brought it all back to the bed. There, she sat down.
“So… all you need is a little mental image of me, hmm? Well, since you’re being such a knight in shining armor, helping me with this… how’s this for a mental image?”
She moved all the way back to the top of the bed, leaning back against the wall. Then she slowly opened her negligee, reached inside and started touching her breasts. As she did so, more and more of the garment slid off her body, revealing more and more naked skin.
I swallowed. This was like my naughtiest fantasies coming true. I felt my pants getting tighter and tighter as my cock swelled up to its rock-hard state. Liz kept touching herself, getting bolder and bolder, eventually reaching in between her legs. She looked at me with dreamy eyes, spreading her legs wide while rubbing herself more and more vigorously.
After a minute or two, she reached into the basket and fished out a cylindrical object. As she flicked a switch on it, I realized from the intense buzzing noise it was making that this was the vibrator she had been talking about. I felt my heart pound in my chest as she moved it in between her legs. A little gasp escaped her when it finally made contact, and then… a lustful moan.