Slam........Slam........Slam
Hazel Michelson
After a thought I moved my hands toward his briefs. I looked at him and he was staring in my eyes. And there was a hurt in his eyes. I will do anything to make it up to him. I can not stand hurt in those lovely eyes. These eyes only gave me love and warmth. They shined with love when they see me. But now there was no shine in them. I wanted to see the same warmth and love for me when they look at me.
I have never put my hands in man briefs before. I dipped in my fingers in his waist. And with shaking fingers I pulled it down and away. I though to find another boxers for him from the closet but then I though that he usually sleeps naked. He just put his boxers on to make me comfortable. But now I have no problem. He has done a lot for me. He went to any lengths for me. He compromised his needs to make me comfort. So I can do it too. At least small things.