Waisted Story: Newly Waisted

I woke up with his fingers trailing along my TeMi Beads waistbead. With his breath in my ear. Wondering what sorcery I had added to my perfectly oiled body.

I tried to explain. I swear I did. But I was slow to speak; quicker to roll my body in response to his caresses.

A quick smack to my butt and I lost my breath completely. Severe heavy pants, tugs on my waistbead, low moans, a groan of satisfaction and a period of shared silence.