His eyes were glued to me as I lay back on the bed. He sat at the end in a chair, his tie long gone and his shirt casually unbuttoned, a cigarette burning between his fingers. I smiled as I tugged my dress over my head and tossed it to him, revealing my mostly naked body underneath.
I unpinned my long hair, letting the chestnut locks unfurl over my shoulders and tipped my head back and shook it, I looked back up at him as I ran my fingers through its soft thickness letting it spill over my back.
I moved one hand to my lips, brushing over them lightly as I got up to my knees, my eyes locked with his as I slowly sucked one digit between my painted red lips and ran it down my throat.
He shifted in his seat, his eyes following my finger as I brushed it lightly over one already hard nipple. I moaned low as I circled, wetting the tip and then pinched lightly.
The pleasure shot down to my center and my hips moved of their own volition.
I repeated the process, rubbing my wet finger against the other nipple until it too stood hard and puckered. I cupped my breasts in both my hands, squeezing them and tugging my nips between my fingers as his eyes moved over me.
I lifted one breast to my lips, moaning at the feeling of my hot wet tongue swiping over the tip, my hips moving, rocking slightly as I laved one...then the other. Teasing myself and making them both painfully hard.
He took a drag of his smoke and butted it in the ashtray next to him, then brought the bottle of champagne that we had liberated from the New Years party still raging outside the locked door to his lips. I smiled as I paused and scooted forward, taking it from his hand and bringing it to my lips, the bubbly liquid tickled my tongue as I drank deeply.
An idea came to me as I pulled the bottle from my lips, I backed up into my previous position and looked at him as I tilted the bottle and let the golden liquid pour over one nipple, then across my chest and over the other.
I sucked in my breath; it was very cool and made my skin tingle everywhere it touched. He smiled as he watched the fizz trail down my body in rivets, then I licked my nips, flicking my tongue out over the tips and cleaning them.
I leaned back on the bed and brought my knees up, using one arm for support I half lay and half sat as I bent my knees and opened my legs wide, showing him how turned on I was. My pussy was wet and open, my clit throbbing.
I tilted the bottle, letting the stream of champagne flow over my heated sex. I gasped loudly as the cold liquid moved over my flesh, bubbling and fizzing against my clit, over the lips of my sex. My hips lifted as I poured again, letting it flow over me, tease and tickly my most sensitive places. God it felt amazing!