You call me over to your desk at home. You’re wearing black skin tight pants and an azure blue jumper. It contrasts nicely with your brown hair resting slightly curled on your shoulders. As I get up and approach you I can see the garters’ straps poking through your pants, leaving me instantly wondering what color they might have and which pattern the lace is made of. You point at your screen so I stand behind you. A subtle hint of your perfume enters my mind, triggering pleasant thoughts. Focus. Listen. The lady’s talking to you. My eyes follow your finger and my mind your words. Regardless of my efforts my eyes start wandering up your arm towards your shoulder, admiring your hair. Just until I notice your cleavage. It’s not very revealing, but most definitely hinting. From where I stand I can make out multiple filigree straps. However, not the color; damn. Suddenly you turn around, asking me in a pouty way: You’re not listening, are you? Where’s your mind right now? Caught by surprise, but unwilling to lie I answer: *Wondering about the color of your lingerie.* It takes a moment for you to react. But, finally you put up a mischievous smile. Your left hand slowly moves up your thighs, tracing your breasts. With your index finger you slightly extend your cleavage. Just enough to see that your lingerie is midnight blue. You ask if I like the color and stretch your right arm out to me.
I extend my hand in return, offering a place for yours. You lay yours in mine as I begin enclosing it. I can feel the warmth of yours, not being sure, if they’re slightly sweating. I start pulling you closer to me. You put one leg forward, getting up. While you close in to me, your perfume paints my mind with vivid images. Simultaneously my right hand reaches your hip, moving on to your back. You reach behind me and grab me by my shoulder. Our foreheads meet and I can feel your breath on my face. Your eyes, clear and challenging remain open. Discreetly framed in black eyeliner I enjoy a deep look into them. At the moment I tighten my grip around your hand our lips touch. Tenderly at first; indulging in each other’s taste our tongues meet at last; playfully teasing. My hand finds its way below your jumper, exploring the skin of your back, counting the movements of your breath gradually increasing in its frequency. Finally I touch the filigree lace, tracing its shape. You let go of my hand and wrap it around my back, crawling up to my neck. Swiftly, yet gently I re-occupy my hand by moving your jumper further upwards. Eagerly to see what’s going to present to me, I let go of your lips, shifting your arms upwards and removing the jumper. Your hair falls down, framing your smiling face as I look stunned at your bra.
The midnight blue bra provides a pleasant outlook as it hides very little, yet still is richly covered with floral patterns. Multiple straps run across your chest connecting to the holders of the other side. They look like a fine, fragile chain of flowers. I step closer and start tracing one with my right hand running down from your shoulder; feeling the florals; carefully and almost afraid of breaking it. Your skins feels incredibly soft. A brisk sensation emerges from my index finger as it begins tracing the rising slope of your breast. I branch away from the florals to follow the circle of your nipple. Its hardness juxtaposes to your breast’s softness and my body also starts showing signs of anticipation. As if you knew you reach out to my pants, opening the buttons with ease. I put my hand on your breast squeezing them slightly, gratefully noticing you’re breathing heavier. At the same time with my other hand I pull you closer to me, kissing your forehead. You reach into my pants and firmly grab what’s inside. As I move my hand away from your breast, following down to your hips I find your sweet butt. My other hand in turn moves upwards, over your breast, through your hair to your neck. I pull your lips to mine and yours open willingly. We kiss heavily while I start squeezing your sweet butt. Suddenly you move your hand out of my pants and decidedly push my chest; you smile and whisper: *Dont you want to see the rest?*
I take your hand and lead you over to the bedroom. Now I’m sure, it’s definitely sweaty. You hold on tight as we climb onto the mattress. Kneeling upright and facing each other, you lay your hand on my chest. I can feel your warmth through my shirt, spreading across my skin. I smile; a smile to which you respond in kind. *You’ll like what’s underneath* you say whimsically. Knowing I can trust you in such cases I start opening your pants. Once open, I lay my hands on your hips and trace the shape of your butt, sliding into your pants; lowering them further. First I can feel straps running across your hips leaving open what’s good to have accessible. I enjoy the feeling of your soft cheeks, adoring to squeeze them and feeling your reaction. Moving on I can feel the straps of your garter belt which are crafted in the same fashion as your bra is. You slide your arm down from my chest onto my arm as your other one is following on my other arm. Yours find their way to the buttons of my shirt, patiently undoing all of them. After undoing the last one, your hands travel over my chest, reaching to my back and pulling me closer to you. Our minds are flooded with pleasure as our bodies entirely touch. Your hands travel up my spine, driving a sizzling sensation deeper into my body. You go further, lifting my arms and undoing my shirt. You throw it off and lay back, such that I help you removing your pants. You tease me, by putting your hand between your crotch. Slowly, but with slight pressure you start moving your hand upwards, revealing a string of pearls tightly resting between your lips. Unwilling to wait and watch I crawl over and lay to your left. You cuddle into my arms. With the back of my hand I caress your cheek, kissing you. My hand softly travels down your neck, playing with your breasts, gently circulating my thumb over your hard nipples. I reach your panties and start to rub the pearls against your lips and clit. Helpfully you spread of your left leg, putting it over mine. As I continue, your body tension rises and I teasingly slide my fingers into your pussy, taking the pearls slightly with me. Each time you arch your back slightly. Your right hand slides below your bra massaging your breast which I pleasantly watch.
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