Turning her back to him, she asked innocently. 'Pete, do you think these cut-offs are a little bit too short?'

'Mmmm they are a bit short.' he said distractedly.

'But if I pull them down a bit like this, do they look better?' She said tugging her shorts down over her butt cheeks.

'Errrr I think they looked just fine they way they did before.' Emma could tell by his voice that he was starting to squirm.

'I think they are fine as they were too.' she said pulling them tightly back up before turning to face him.

Emma could see by the bulge in his jeans that he was aroused. She walked round the table and sat back down on the sofa, reaching forward to grab the bowl and pull it towards her, brushing her breasts against his legs as she did.

She heard him groan softly and she smiled. Now for round 2 she thought.

Emma reached forward and picked up the bottle of wine. She turned towards Pete and went to refill his glass. Bumping him by accident she spilt some of the wine over his jeans. Quickly putting the bottle back on the table she reached out and rubbed her hand over his lap, mumbling an apology. She made sure that her fingers travelled over where his cock bulged under his jeans, letting them linger there, feeling his cock throb at her touch.

She looked up at Pete's face and saw his dark eyes deepen as he drew in a ragged breath, but he didn't make any attempt to push her hand away. Emma curled her fingers over the bulge in his jeans and started to stroke his cock. His head slid back against the cushions and his eyes closed, his breathing deepened.

Keeping her eyes locked on his face, Emma let her fingers slide up to his belt and she tugging on it, she pulled the buckle free. Grabbing the tab of his zip she slid it down slowly, feeling his hard cock jerk, fighting to get free of it's prison.

She let her fingers run under his jeans and wrapped them round his cock, wringing a deep moan from Pete's lips. His hand reached down and his fingers clamped round her wrist, stopping her.

'No. We can't do this. We must....' Emma cut him off by leaning forward and pressing her mouth against the tip of his cock. She felt it jerk against her lips as she pulled her head back and looked up at him.