EXTRACT FOR
A Private Showing
(Blair Erotica)

The front door opened onto a living room. "It's a shared space. Sometimes we hold a party here, but otherwise it stays pretty empty."



We went up the stairs and he stood behind me when I unlocked the door and opened it. When we stepped inside, he came up behind me and pressed against me. His hands grabbed my breasts through my tee shirt and his fingers pinched my nipples hard. "Nice," he said.



As he kicked the door shut behind us, one of those big hands slip down my front and he tucked his fingers between my legs, pressing the crotch of my jeans up into me. We stood there like that while he looked around. The living room was small and like most of the place, cluttered.



"You have a lot of stuff," he said.



"There are two of us. I have a roommate," I told him. "But she works from six to one at a coffee shop. She has an extra afternoon and evening shift today."



"Do you two share a bed?" he asked.



I thought that was a funny question, then I realized it probably wasn't. "No. She has hers in another room that used to be a closet. I have the one in the bedroom." I pointed at the door, which wasn't really a door, just a beaded curtain. He turned and looked through the curtain at my unmade bed. I am not big on keeping house.



"Did you sleep alone last night?" he asked.



I thought that was a pretty personal question, but then so was the location of his hands. "Yes," I said and felt him tug at the zipper of my jeans. Somehow, the idea of having sex with him had all been kind of theoretical until I felt him pull my zipper down and press his fingers against my panties.



His mouth sucked my earlobe for a moment and I kind of sagged back against him enjoying how strong his body was, how it supported me. Then his voice was soft and musical in my ear, saying, "Undo the snap on your jeans."



I could tell from the way he said it that it was important to him that I do it. It was like saying I agreed to go along with what he had in mind. Somehow, I knew he was giving me a last chance to say no; if I didn't stop him now, then whatever happened next would be anything Ben wanted. On the other hand, if I didn't do it, he'd probably leave. 



I reached down and unsnapped the top of my jeans. I buy jeans that are kind of tight and they popped open and his hand slipped in over my belly and down inside the jeans. I gasped when they went inside my panties and touched my bare pussy. Then I sighed a bit and opened my legs and his hand dove down to spread the folds of my pussy apart.