Anyone home?

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Dk1tyt1

A woman comes home, calls for her love, no response through the house. She settles in, preps a cocktail. No worries or concerns. She enters her brightly lit, white bedroom. It is calm and clean. The tightly pulled sheets on the bed reveal a hard cock pointing straight up thru center of the sheets. Nothing else of her lover is visible, but she can see his arms and legs are spread, as if he is tied down, but she can see that he is not. There is no sound but for a breeze though the linen curtains. She doesn't speak, and she doesn't loosen the sheets. She teases, plays, and pleasures herself with it. While her lover remains cool. He mutes his moans, for her enjoyment alone.