A gift of five dimes

The silence of the night is broken by his sudden movement as she tries to envision what he might be doing. The sound of a belt being loosened and the long, slow swish as it passes through each hoop of his pants, causes her heartbeat to quicken. This new sound is soon followed by that of a buckle jingling in her ear. Smiling, he lightly traces the tips of each of her sensitive nipples with the cold metal of the buckle, while she, in turn, leans into the cool caress of the metal.
Holding the buckle in grasp, the leather wrapped around his knuckles….all but an inch of it left free. Dragging the belt slowly from the base of her ear, across her throat and ever so gently over one rounded breast, he gives a quick tap to the swollen nipple. The act mirrors itself on the opposite side of her exposed body.
Almost dropping the dimes, she presses her hands more firmly together.

She feels the sweat forming on her palms, and knows this will only make things more difficult. He is behind her again. The leather belt licking her sweet little ass. One stroke after another. Not hard, but enough to make a sound that excites her to her very core. A wet spot begins to form at the crotch of her sexy undergarment as she feels the juices begin to boil within her.