"You could spend the night if you want," Nairobi said. "No strings attached." "You know that's the same line I used on girls in college." Chemah said. "It's not a line, you can sleep on the couch if you'd like. I just want to know that you're near me." she said. The butterflies in his stomach were coming back; he was really feeling her now. "Which way is the bedroom?" Chemah asked as he stood.
Nairobi took his hand in hers and guided him down another hall to her bedroom. The bedroom was almost as big as her living room. Its space was not minimized by the few items she had in it. A king sized bed with matching Ralph Lauren sheets and comforter. (He had the same ones on his bed.) A massage table next to the window facing the park, and a desk with a computer in the corner. The place was so immaculate it seemed she didn't use the room at all.
"We may have one problem," Chemah said. "I sleep in the nude." "It's not a problem for me if it's not a problem for you, I sleep in the nude too." she said. "Are you trying to make me think that the two of us are going to be nude in this bed and nothing is going to happen?" Chemah asked. "I didn't say nothing was going to happen." Nairobi said. "No strings attached." She shrugged her shoulders, pulling at his belt.
Chemah took this as a cue that they would be undressing each other. He reached for the string on her sweatpants, but was intercepted by Nairobi's swift moving hands. She pushed his hands back to his sides, and as he was about to object, she put her index finger to his lips signaling for him to be quiet. Nairobi's eyes never lost contact with him as his pants fell to his ankles. Nairobi held his hips briefly and began lowering herself using first his hips then his thighs to steady herself as she slowly descended to her knees. Chemah almost broke the slience to tell her that he doesn't wear underwear, but thought maybe she's already figured that out. As she reached eye level with his penis she broke eye contact with his eyes and stared admiringly at what he had to offer. Chemah's excitement was becoming obvious; he started to thicken and lengthen right in front of her face, but all she did was stare. After a few moments of staring at his privates, her eyes and hands went to his feet. Undoing the bow in his laces she helped him take his shoes and socks off one after the other. She was then able to gently remove the remainder of his pants from around his ankles. Nairobi got off her knees with no help from him, and walked to the message table neatly placing the pants on the table and the shoes and socks under it. Chemah felt silly standing there with nothing on but his Coogi sweater, so he pulled it over his head and off, before she could turn back to him. Nairobi turned toward him again and pouted as he extended his hand to her with the sweater in it.
"I wanted to take that off you," she said. "I've been thinking about it since I first saw you this afternoon." "So it's just been my body all along?" Chemah asked. "Noooo, it's just that you're so beautiful I wanted to unveil all of you myself," she replied. "Well, when do I get to unveil you?" he asked. "You don't." Nairobi said as she reached for the wall and turned out the lights. "I don't huh?" Chemah said reaching for her in the dark, and missing.
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could make out Nairobi slipping into bed and out of his reach. Chemah carefully made his way to the bed and found his way under the sheets next to Nairobi. He felt for some part of Nairobi's body in the huge king size bed, and found her hand. Chemah squeezed her hand gently and simultaneously pulled her to him as he pushed his body forward to meet hers. Chemah's eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness and he could see Nairobi's face by the moonlight coming through the window. Chemah bent to kiss her and as their lips touched, her tongue entered his mouth searching for something soft and moist. Their tongues slipped in and out of each other's mouths as their kissing became more and more frantic. When he thought he couldn't take it anymore he reached for the string on her sweatpants and pulled it. Her pants were immediately loose and he slipped his hand inside to touch her. Nairobi was very wet. Chemah easily entered her with a finger. Nairobi detached herself from his mouth and began kissing his neck as her breathing came harshly through clenched teeth. Chemah needed to gain more leverage to stimulate her with his hand, so he stopped touching her and used that same hand to tug her sweats off. As she felt him tugging, she lifted her hips off the mattress, and in one swift motion the pants were around her ankles. She kicked them off quickly; and he used that moment to tug her tee shirt over her head. Nairobi manipulated his penis in a jerky motion with her hand, as he kissed and licked her breasts. Chemah slid his hand down her stomach to touch the moistness again. She caught his hand and guided it lower than he had intended to go.
"Get me ready here," she breathed slipping his middle finger into her ass.