Lindsay had crinkled her nose at the lamp when her boyfriend Jim had given it to her, it really wasn’t her style at all, even if she did need one.
She’d quickly put on a smile and thanked him, it was a nice thought after all.
A quick sway with the tiny little lamp she’d had since she’d been a teenager and she had to admit it did do a much better job at providing light, even if it was tinged pink.
She’d sighed, but figured she could always replace the shade once she found one that fit her “conquer the business world” attitude.
Honestly though, a week later, and she hadn’t even really notice the colour any more. Two weeks later and she’d been too busy masturbating every night in bed to really care. Three weeks later and she’d already replaced half her wardrobe.
As she sat on the edge of her bed, Jim stood in the doorway of her bedroom and smiled, sending a shiver of pleasure through her whole body.
He walked over and stood in front of her, she slipped off her bed and on to her knees, quickly unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down around his ankles. Her lips wrapped around his hard dick and she eagerly sucked on him.
She looked up, the soft pink glow of the light sparkling in her eyes and filling her mind. She sucked long and hard, eager to please him. When his cum filled her mouth and her orgasm crested, she knew she had.
Jim flopped down on her bed and she snuggled between his legs, gently licking his dick as it softened. Her eyes were drawn to the lamp and she wondered, if she asked nicely, if Jim would get her a couple more for the living room.
