Gwen shows up to Arthur's work/home in lingerie and a trench coat (lillypad9090)
Eating In - Arthur/Gwen - NC17
"Guinevere! We were… supposed… …to meet…" Arthur's surprise at his wife's appearance in his office dissolved into mindless babble as she sashayed forward, swinging her hips. With each alternate step, he could see a glimpse of gartered stocking peeking from the two halves of her trenchcoat.
"I thought I'd come here instead," she says, pushing his chair away from his desk enough to place herself between him and it. "Restaurants are so… crowded sometimes."
She slides up onto the desk and places her foot on his knee. His eyes drop involuntarily.
Garter and stockings, but no panties. He groans. She smirks.
Her hands move to the collar of her coat, pulling it open just enough. No bra. She grabs his face and kisses him passionately, and his hands slide up her thighs.
He pulls away and scoots her back on his desk a bit, plunging his face between her thighs. She braces her feet on the arms of his chair and grabs his desk.
"Mmm…" she moans as she feels his tongue slide between her already-wet folds. "Yes."
He growls, slipping his tongue deep within her and flexing it this way and that.
"Oh…" Gwen kicks her shoe off and rubs his erection with her foot, drawing a groan that she feels vibrate through her center.
Soon, she is gasping, writhing on his desk, biting her hand to keep quiet.
He kisses her inner thigh, just above the line of her stocking. "You did lock the door, right?"