The Sex Life of an Ordinary Girl

In true love nest style, my boyfriend and I have been adding to our scarce collection of furniture. Now times are changing, we have moved on from dodgy student type furniture found on the side of the road or pulled out of skips.

And so off we went to the mecca that is Ikea. There are two types of couples that partake in this domestic, grown up type of shopping: the type that argue and appear for all intents and purposes to hate each other, and then there are the hand holding, loved up, smooching on the sofas kind of couple.

Both types of couple annoy the general public in their innocent shopping. My boyfriend and I are a mixture of both - we can go from smooching and getting a little too turned on in Ikea to arguing over ice trays in 10 seconds flat. But nonetheless we made it home with our purchases, both intact and still speaking to each other.

I set my boyfriend to work assembling the coffee table and arm chair whilst I looked on, watching his yummy muscles go to work. There’s something about a man doing DYI that really gets a girl going.

Getting increasingly turned on, I was unable to resist the temptation of pushing him back onto our brand spanking new coffee table, just to jump on top and give him a proper thank you.

Sadly it seems that Ikea’s furniture, despite being reasonably priced, cannot withhold my amazing cock riding. Oh dear...another trip to Ikea is on the cards.