Ficathon: Picture #12: Better open the door...
Title: Better open the door
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Characters: Middleman/Wendy
Summary: Crazy sex and other such stuff...
“Wendy Watson you better open this door right now, you called me here.” He yelled after about ten minutes. Wendy felt like a tease so she opened the door a little and gave him a peak of what she was wearing… or not wearing.
“Are you sure you want me to open the door, Right. Now?” she asked as he continued to look at her face. Instead of her open shirt and underwear.
“Dubbie. What’s the meaning of this?” he asked looking completely baffled.
Wendy shook her head then grabbed his tie pulling him into the empty apartment. She pulled his mouth to hers quickly. He understood immediately, because one hand went to her hair, the other her ass.
She purred as he kissed down away from her face and down her neck. The hand that was originally in her hair, had now started to move down her chest. Slowly massaging her breasts. She moved her hips against his as they started moving towards the upstairs. She was leading him up the stairs with light kisses and once they got to the top he pressed her up against her bedroom door. His erection hard against her stomach, “Mm, getting the party started are we?” Wendy asked as she opened her door.
The Middleman’s hands pulled her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. They moved easily over to the bed. She quickly pulled off her panties, while he made quick work of the rest of his clothing.
A few hours later, with the Middleman gazing over her as she glowed up at him snuggling into his bare chest.
“You need to stop using the Middlewatch for you ‘booty calls’, especially the emergency button”
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Characters: Middleman/Wendy
Summary: Crazy sex and other such stuff...
“Wendy Watson you better open this door right now, you called me here.” He yelled after about ten minutes. Wendy felt like a tease so she opened the door a little and gave him a peak of what she was wearing… or not wearing.
“Are you sure you want me to open the door, Right. Now?” she asked as he continued to look at her face. Instead of her open shirt and underwear.
“Dubbie. What’s the meaning of this?” he asked looking completely baffled.
Wendy shook her head then grabbed his tie pulling him into the empty apartment. She pulled his mouth to hers quickly. He understood immediately, because one hand went to her hair, the other her ass.
She purred as he kissed down away from her face and down her neck. The hand that was originally in her hair, had now started to move down her chest. Slowly massaging her breasts. She moved her hips against his as they started moving towards the upstairs. She was leading him up the stairs with light kisses and once they got to the top he pressed her up against her bedroom door. His erection hard against her stomach, “Mm, getting the party started are we?” Wendy asked as she opened her door.
The Middleman’s hands pulled her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. They moved easily over to the bed. She quickly pulled off her panties, while he made quick work of the rest of his clothing.
A few hours later, with the Middleman gazing over her as she glowed up at him snuggling into his bare chest.
“You need to stop using the Middlewatch for you ‘booty calls’, especially the emergency button”