I came to your house to have a drink and to talk. As I walked through the door, I watched the muscles in your arms flex, ever so slightly...I felt my pulse quicken at the very thought of how those arms would feel wrapped around me.
I sat at the bar in your kitchen and the conversation flowed with great ease. We spoke of our lives, interests, etc. As conversation flowed, so did the Riesling. As the glasses tipped, my inhibitions went away, and we slowly, but surely, moved closer to one another. Finally as we met, my legs gently wrapped around your waist, and you drew me to your mouth with the desire that was evident in your pants.
I pushed away tell you with a grin no, no, no....just friends remember. You followed me around the bar and as I backed my way further into the kitchen, I turn away from you, placing my hands on the counter, you reached around and took my hands, placing each high up on the cabinets. After you let go, you ran your hands down the length of my arms and stroked the sides of my breasts as you made your way down. I let out a long sigh, then a moan. You kissed ever so tenderly, moving my hair away, trailing down the nap of my neck. Your hands, were so powerful, and the signs of your construction work evident. They each took one of my 44 DD's and kneaded them tweaking the growing nipples and rocking me into convulsions. Without haste, I spun around, lips looking, and me taking your hand leading you up the stairs towards your room.
We stumbled our way across the room feeling and groping, and you pushed me on the bed.
You straddled my chest and yanked off the fabric between me and heaven. When exposed, you pinned down my arms, and took your time twisting and pinching the growing, aching buds. Occasionally you would allow some of your saliva to drip from your mouth onto the nipples. I could see the fire building in your eyes, and the heat spilling from my soaked pussy. You took it all in stride, and I saw your real strength when you reached around and pulled the jeans off my long legs, and started to slap my pussy. It was too much for me to bear, and I spasmed in an orgasm that left me squirting until there was a puddle between my legs.