I follow Claire into the house from the garage. We've just gotten back from an end of the year banquet at the college. We don't get to dress up super nice very often and I'd spent the night sneaking looks at her cleavage in her tight black dress. Walking behind her I can see the wide curves of her sexy hips morph into the delectable roundness of her ass. The black fabric clings to her ass and begs to be unwrapped. I give her a playful slap and squeeze and she turns around looking at me. Her green eyes shine and I know that not only does she look sexy, she feels sexy. Her black heels click on the kitchen tile as she turns around and walks through the house. The heels have little straps that wind and intertwine going up her ankle and to her leg. They don't wind too high though, because they are sophisticated heels, not slutty ones. She puts her purse on the kitchen table and heads into the living room where she turns on the lamp before lying on the couch. I don't think she's trying to be sexy and pose for me, she's just tired and lying down, but I can see up her dress and I gaze at her tan legs. There's not enough light and the angle isn't right to see her panties though. I told her she looked sexy when she got dressed and she told me the same when I put on my suit, but other than that we'd made no mention of how hot we found each other.
I stop staring at her for a moment to go back into the kitchen. I take my black suit jacket off and drape it across a chair at the table. I look around in the refrigerator for the wine we had bought earlier in the week. I find it and pull it out. After fishing out the cork screw and two glasses, I set to work removing the cork. It pops softly as I yank it out. I pour the red liquid into both of our glasses trying to give them an even amount. Then I decide better of it and fill hers up extra full. I'd had a beer at the banquet when we got there, but even though that was hours ago I still wanted to be careful not to get drunk. She'd tried a glass of the wine at the banquet, but it was too dry and oaky for her. I walk back to the kitchen door to the living room and go through it.
Claire hears my footsteps and sits up opening her eyes. Her perfectly straightened hair has begun to relax just a little bit to its normal shape. She smiles at the wine and then smiles wider when I kiss her on the forehead before giving her the wine glass with more in it.
"I know you didn't like the wine at the banquet, so I thought you might enjoy drinking the one we bought," I say.
"You're so thoughtful," she says and takes a big drink from the glass. "That's so much better."
I nod and take a sip of my own wine glass. I'm not much of a wine drinker, but sometimes it's alright and I know Claire likes it when we drink it together. I watch her take another large drink before setting the glass down on a coaster on the end table. She swings her legs off the couch and reaches down to undo her heels. She takes them off and tosses them to the side of the couch. In the light from the lamp, I can see little indents in her skin from the tight straps of her heels. I put my own wine glass down and undo the top button of my shirt and loosen my tie. I start to pull it completely off when Claire steps in front of me and puts her hand over mine stopping me.
"Let me," she says and then starts to pull the knot out of the tie completely.
Once it's completely untied, she tugs on one end and it slithers through my collar and off. She grabs the other end and swings it behind my head and uses it to pull me forward into her kiss. Her lips are soft, and when our tongues meet I can taste the wine in her mouth almost stronger than the sip I had taken. She lets go of the tie and puts her hands on both sides of my head and kisses me with more force. Then she breaks away.
"That wine must be going to your head," I say.
"I did drink the whole glass already," she says looking a little embarrassed and pointing at the empty glass on the end table.
"Want mine?" I ask, picking it up and offering it to her.
"I've had too much already," she says, but takes the glass from my hand and drains it.
"I can get more from the kitchen," I offer.
"I got all I want right here," she says and leans forward putting the glass back on the end table and in the process shoves her boobs in my face.
I grab her hips and pull her into me more. Through her dress I rub my face all over her boobs and she sighs happily. She pulls back and then climbs onto my lap straddling me. As she does, her tight dress rides up in order to give her legs the freedom they need. I put my hands on her ass and squeeze it hard. The dress is covering only about half of her large ass and I can feel some of her soft skin under my hands. I work my hands down and then up so they are under the dress and all I feel is more skin. I move farther up all the way to the small of her back expecting to find the waistband of a thong, but I encounter nothing.
She stops kissing me and says, "I think you've found my secret for the night."
"That's so sexy. Why didn't you tell me? I would have spent the entire banquet hard under the table."
"I wanted to surprise you."
In response, I squeeze her ass more and we lock mouths again. I work my hand from her ass to her thigh and then down between her legs. I run my hands through her soft neatly trimmed bush. I tug on it gently and she moans quietly in my mouth. I continue to play with her hair for a while, before teasing her pussy by running my fingers all around the outside of it. I fondle one of her tits through her dress and she squeezes my cock. We make out, grope, and fondle each other for a little while longer before she breaks it off yet again and dismounts from my lap.
"Why don't you pour us more wine and I'll go freshen up," she says and winks at me.
She heads toward the bathroom and I go back to the kitchen to fill our glasses. Rather than return to the couch, I go to the bedroom and put the glasses down. I sit on the edge of the bed and take off my shoes and socks. In a moment, I see her in the doorway and I immediately see that she has brushed her hair and reapplied her eyeshadow. She's used a metallic gold and from across the room I can see how it shimmers and shines on her eyelids. I love how well she does her makeup and how hot she looks in it. She doesn't glob it on like a hooker, but instead it's always sophisticated. She has the sexiest eyelids. When I fuck her on her back, she closes her eyes revealing her eyelids and eyeshadow. It gets me going so much.
"You're incredible," I tell her standing up.
"Thanks honey," she says and walks all the way into the room. She stops and takes a drink of more wine. "You looked so hot in your suit tonight."