Dorothy always looked good in red. She liked to dress up for Sunday morning. This particular Sunday, she wore a bright red dress, about knee length, with red shoes.
Dorothy and I had agreed to spend the rest of the day together. We arrived at my place. As we entered, I kissed my girlfriend passionately. I had recently begun to see a whole new side of her.
Our lips met. Dorothy inserted her tongue in my mouth. She loosened my tie. I unzipped her dress, pressing her to me. She pulled my tie off. She kicked off her red shoes.
I pulled Dorothy to me and blew in her ear. As I did, I unsnapped her bra. She smiled. She gave me a hard kiss with plenty of tongue. She began to unbutton my shirt.
"Where's your bathroom?" Dorothy asked.
"Down the hall on the left," I said. She smiled and headed for the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, she emerged, wearing nothing but scarlet panties. She took my hand and led me to the couch. She sat on my lap. I slipped off my shoes.
Dorothy gave me a passionate lover's kiss. I fondled her perky boobs as she unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. She kissed my chest. I kissed her nipples and began to suck on them.
"Ooooh," said Dorothy softly. "Nice." She smiled a pretty smile. I began to nibble her ear. She threw her head back and let out a long, deep sigh. Then she kissed me again. She undid my pants. She was ready to go.
I pushed forward. Dorothy was under me and she giggled as she wriggled and danced on my couch. Her kisses were getting more fervent.
"Do you want to do it here or on the bed?"
