She’s wearing red-and-white-striped hosiery that goes up to her midthigh and bright-red stilettos. On the top half, she has a very short green velvet dress with fur at the bottom that cuts off right at the apex of her thighs. I’ll bet that if she turned around, I could see the bottom curve of her ass cheeks. But the best part is the chest. Because although a red underwire bra is built into the dress and white fur runs over the tops of her tits, there’s no fabric in between. Her chest is on full display, despite being surrounded by fabric.

“So, what do you think?” She raises one hand and leans against the bathroom doorway, one hip cocked to the side.

“I’m speechless.”

She grins and walks toward me, sashaying in an exaggerated way that makes me want to grip her hips while I pound into her. When she reaches me, I expect her to straddle me. I’m thinking maybe she’ll fuck me. But to my surprise and elation, she drops to her knees in front of me.

“What are you doing?” My voice is hoarse.

“You’re an intelligent man. What do you think?” She raises an eyebrow before reaching with one hand and gripping the base of my cock.

“This feels like it’s my birthday, not yours.”

She leans toward my dick, then tilts her head up enough so that I can see her eyes, wicked with intent. “I’m merely showing you my appreciation for your thoughtful gift.” Then she leans in and licks my shaft from base to tip.

“Message received.” My hands squeeze the edge of the mattress.

Once my cock is thoroughly wet with her saliva, she uses both hands to jerk me off, alternating the direction of each of her hands.

My breathing is ragged by the time precum seeps out of the tip.

“Whoopsie,” she says all innocent-like, then leans in and sucks the tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue around.

“Fuck.” One hand flies into the hair at the back of her head and I widen my legs, giving her as much room as she needs to get close to me.

Then she really turns on the afterburners. She bobs on my cock, dragging it in and out of her mouth. She pushes it as far back into her throat as she can go, still using one hand to follow the path of her mouth since she can’t fit the entire length of my cock in there.

Tingling starts at the base of my spine, and my balls tighten in anticipation of release. My heart thunders and I’m helpless, transfixed by the image of me fucking her mouth and unable to look away. My hips move of their own accord, and I grip her hair harder.