A nearly naked woman!
There's nothing quite like it. It is so erotic to see the swell of a firm breast, the outline of a nipple encased in a lace bra or the hint of a pussy through a pair of sheer panties than having the entire package laid out immediately. I will never tire to make the journey, with all its suspense and anticipation, when the final destination is the discovery of the beautiful form of a female body!
Ever since a young age I have always enjoyed watching women undress before sex but never realised how lingerie could heighten the sensuality of such a moment until Claudia "passed" through my life.
I was living in Australia at the time and my mother called me, from Italy, to say that Claudia was being transferred by her company for a six month stage at their Pacific Regional Office situated in Sydney. As she was told to get there as soon as possible it meant that she didn't have time to look for accommodation so my mother suggested to her mother, that Claudia could stay with me until she found her own place.
Claudia was the daughter of a very close friend of my mother. Over the years my mother often mentioned her in idle chat, but the only recollection I had was of a little kid, some 5 years younger than me, I used to see when we had visited her family near Rome and that was more than twenty years ago.
I was a bit put off by the fact that my mother had, a priori, offered a temporary solution to Claudia's accommodation problem, but, to keep her happy, I told her it would be all-right and to give her all my coordinates. Before ending the phone call, my mother gave me Claudia's arrival date. I didn't think, at the time, that it would be a big hassle as I was divorced; living alone and, due to my business travels, not home that much during the week days.
My initial annoyance, however, disappeared completely when Claudia showed up, two weeks later, on a sunny Sunday at my house. Although she was dressed fairly conservatively, trousers, jacket and silk blouse, she was by far the most overtly sexual woman I'd seen for a long time. She stood about 5'5, in her heels, with long wavy black hair that curled around her shoulders, the ends falling just far enough to cover her generous breasts.
"Hi Marco, I am Claudia," she said as she shook my hand.
After greeting her, I moved to the side to let her in. As she walked down the short hallway my eyes were riveted on her curvy hips that swung like a pendulum. When, on reaching the lounge room, she bent forward slightly to rest her suitcase on the floor I could see, through the stretched fabric of her trousers that she had a beautifully rounded, full and firm arse. She then turned to face me and said,
"Marco, I apologize for this inconvenience and promise to stay out of your way as much as possible until I find my own place."
I mumbled something about her being more than welcome, then showed her around my small semi-detached and pointed out the room I had arranged for her.
Claudia kept her promise, to my disappointment I must admit, and I hardly saw her in the following days. I couldn't get her shapely body out of my mind. I was constantly undressing her wondering what she would look like under those clothes.
Unless I was away, I would normally leave work early on Fridays, go home and relax a while before joining some friends down at the Watson's Bay pub for a few drinks. On this first Friday after Claudia's arrival, I was lounging around the house in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt when, around 7pm, she came in the door. She was wearing a severe black suit, her hair pulled back tightly and looking completely exhausted.
"Hey, you look as if you had a rough day!" I said.
She nodded. "Not a rough day but a rough week!"
"I knew it was not going to be easy, but I had no idea just how tough it would be." She continued as she kicked off her shoes, dropped her briefcase and collapsed onto the sofa.
"I am sure it'll get better," I told her.
"Here, let me help you relax a bit," I said as I got up and moved around behind her. I then placed my hands on her shoulders and began to massage them. She let out a small sigh and murmured "That feels so good."
Claudia rolled her head from side to side. "Marco, I hope you won't get angry with me, but I haven't had any time to look for a place of my own. I'm sorry! I promise I'll start first thing in the morning."
I told her there was no rush. The last thing I was thinking about at the moment was her moving out. Then she leaned forward, and I dropped my hands.
"Please, don't stop," she said. "I'm just taking off my jacket."
What I saw when she did, pretty much left me speechless and caused a tingling in my groin. Her bra was clearly visible through the white thin fabric of her blouse. And it wasn't just your run-of-the-mill bra. It was a white lacy push-up thing that stopped just above her nipples and made perfect swells of her full breasts.
I just about froze looking at her tits when she leaned her head back and looked at me. I knew I'd been caught and figured the least I could do was to be honest about it. "You've got beautiful breasts," I said.
She smiled and let her head fall further back. As she did, it brushed against my awaking cock causing it to harden more. We both froze, and I don't think I breathed until a wide grin spread across her face. She caught her lip between her teeth as she looked up at me, and said, "Did I do that? I could use some of it."
I went to stand in front of the couch, and Claudia stood and told me to sit. Then she hiked up her skirt, straddled me and kissed me deeply. I ran my hands up her silk encased thighs, relishing the feeling, until I reached the ends of her stockings and felt a garter belt and smooth, hot flesh. I groaned deeply. She just smiled down at me and then climbed off my lap.
My cock was now at full mast, and when her hands went to the buttons of her blouse, I was sure the pure lust I was feeling was clearly visible on my face. But Claudia didn't seem to be in any hurry as she undid the buttons, slowly, one by one. Nor was she the least bit self-conscious when her blouse fell from her shoulders and I stared intently at her lace covered breasts.
