First Act
I moved my hips to brush my ass against the front of his pants, feeling the heat of his breath against my bare neck. His hand encircled my bony waist as we lay quietly on the mattress. We could hear the music thumping outside the door.
"Careful," I teased him, "You're turning me on." He resumed nibbling at my ear as his fingers went exploring.
"It is my birthday," he purred into my hair.
"And what's a birthday without a blowjob?" I completed the idea. "When?"