He felt the silken touch of her thighs warm and inviting. He slid his hand beneath the hem of her pretty skirt that fell away from her body as he tentatively caressed her thigh in his journey upward. A sexy sigh escaped her lips that were pressed against his. He found the silken panties greet his touch with dampness and a small moan escaped her mouth and her kisses became more excited and passionate.
He could barely believe that he at 46 could be alone with this petite goddess of a woman who was perhaps more than 20 years his junior. His busy working life had destroyed his marriage and reduced his confidence with women. She had excited him from the first moment she entered his office. Her body was shapely and petite with curves that drew attention to every detail of her pert rounded ass and small perfectly rounded breasts. Legs accentuated by the stilettos that added height to her 5' 6" form were smooth and shapely. The small accounting office that James ran as a director of the company had a few large clients and Saint-Seine Honeyton Enterprises was the largest and growing. Felicity Saint-Seine was a member of the matrilineal family fashion business that specialized in lingerie. She carried herself like a model, which she no doubt was. James recalled seeing her in promotional materials and lusting after her even then.
Felicity brushed back the long smooth strand of platinum blond hair and held out her hand to greet him. He moved forward to take her hand and inhaled the Chanel perfume that intoxicated him momentarily. She smiled and they exchanged salutations before entering his office. The pretty yellow skirt she wore flowed about her shapely legs as she sat in the chair opposite him. She had signed the papers she came into do and they sat in the club lounge chairs. His eyes had not left her since she entered the office. He scanned her luscious body voraciously taking in her delicious pert round breasts thrust upward into a small but sexy cleavage. The outline of what he knew to be an exquisitely designed bra subtly noticeable around the top of her designer dress that hugged her top like a second skin and then flared into a short skirt that flowed around her hips and threatened to show glimpses of her matching pink panties. They chatted about her Villa in France and the Chalet in Sweden. Her accent showed traces of her French heritage and the cliché of a sexy French accent seemed appropriate.
It was late afternoon and the office was about to close. James was so entranced in how easy the conversation with her had been whilst constantly finding that he was drinking in her beauty that he lost track of time. Somewhere in the conversation she had advanced that she wondered what she would do on her first night in town. Somehow James plucked up the courage to ask her to dinner.
The rest happened faster than he thought possible. Dinner had led to holding hands. A lift home to her art deco apartment had led to an invitation for drinks. Next thing he knew they were kissing on the couch.
She seemed to invite his touch with her moans but did whisper: 'You can touch me if you want to.' Which led to his extended fondling of her breasts. He cupped each of them in his hand one at a time, monitoring her breathing and subtle moans of encouragement. He felt the nipples rise against his touch and traced an outline around them until they firmed against the wispy bra and thin dress fabric. He pinched one then the other until they were fully erect. Her kisses became more intense while her tongue explored his mouth and his own hers. He nibbled her ear and neck wildly feeling he was losing control of any subtlety he might have pretended. His cock was already burgeoning and stretching the front of his pants.
'Do you want me to touch you too?' she purred sexily. He could only manage a moan that sounded vaguely like a 'Yes'. Her fingers found the lump in his pants evoking a moan from him that was amplified by the longing he felt. His own fingers pressed against her moist panties and found the outline of her slit, moving upward toward her clit urged by her increasing excitement.
Felicity was an expert in the art of seduction. Her slender fingers grasped his lump firmly to feel the excited throbs and the anticipated growth. She withdrew her hand and let a moan escape between her urgent kisses then began caressing his thickness with her fingernails gently until he began to shiver with desire. His cock throbbed with anticipation as she slid down his fly to unleash his manhood and touch the heated flesh. She coaxed his cock from its enclosure and circled it pull down on the flesh that surrounded the tip until it shone with pre cum and swelled free of the foreskin. She could bring a man to orgasm in moments with her silken touch but she chose to teasing bring him to the edge of ecstasy evoking moan after moan from him and encouraging his own exploration of her body with her own sighs and shivers.
As a husband James had learnt how to stimulate his former wife with his fingers and mouth and prided himself on his skills. Felicity was more exciting than any woman he had ever touched and her pussy soaked her sweet pink panties with moisture. She began to shiver and sigh louder and broke from her eager kissing and cock teasing to lay back and appreciate his nimble fingers. James slid aside her dress and bra straps revealing her sweet round sexy little breasts and buried his face in her nipple as his fingers circled and pressed her clit thru her panties. His tongue circled the right nipple then suckled and bit gently until her cries became increasingly urgent. She was unbelievably wet and he postponed entering her with his fingers because he enjoyed feeling her panties grow sopping wet. She began to shiver and moan. "MMmmmmmmm, Yeeeeeeees make me cum with your fingers- make me cum oooooooh yes! Yes! YES!!!!"
