All I remember is that as I entered the room I was quickly drawn to the mysterious man standing in the corner. A quiet man it seemed, basically minding his own business, his head slightly bent looking down with a shy demeanor. Almost unapproachable I would say... As if intentionally not trying to get the attention of anyone but there I was totally captivated and intrigued. I wanted to speak to him, touch him, kiss him. Although I don't know why, the reasons for my sudden need to explore this unfamiliar person really did not matter at this point. I was already walking towards him... He sensed my proximity in violating his space and slightly changed his body position. I thought to stop and not proceed but something deep inside propelled me to continue. I got within inches of him and could feel the warmth of his body... I breathed in the scent of him was now totally captivated. There was no turning back.
I quietly stood before him and gently touched his face. My finger trailed his soft pink lips and he slowly looked into my eyes. He somehow knew and sensed what I was thinking and gently kissed my lips. I was totally consumed in the moment and did not stop to think or care where I was and who was there. I pressed my breasts against him and I knew that even through our clothes he could feel the heat coming from my body. Now he's backed up against the wall hands on his sides in expectation. He reaches out and grabs me. Pulling me closer he knows he has control. Kissing my neck, slightly biting my skin, tasting me, he too is now consumed with the lust and has let it take over.