Much of what she'd experienced with him and things he'd said had often left her mind and body tingling with excitement. She was certainly not averse to his somewhat different requests. Different for her at least! In fact she desired, craved them or rather, him!
He has this "bad boy" energy, which is magnetically enticing and oh so erotically thrilling. Though she's not sure if he is entirely aware of the sexual energy he exudes, then again, maybe that's precisely his beguiling characteristic.
She tilt's her head to the side and muses. A myriad of thoughts hurtle along the corridors of her now seductively inspired mind, provoking gasps! Unable to, no, actually unwilling to control herself, she abandons mind into the titillating moment.
They'd arranged to meet that evening. She felt the thrill surge through her, just thinking of his hands, his mouth and his naked body. She stopped as she felt a twitch in her crotch, took a long deep breath, it felt good and suddenly she very wet. Her mood now even more upbeat as she planned mentally what her attire would be.
She ran a full bath, her washed and curled hair pinned up and she slipped into the warm water. With just her head above the water she laid there soaking, it was soothing and very relaxing, almost making her forget time. She washed and then gingerly stepped out of the bath wrapping herself in a big white fluffy towel.
As she stood in front of the big mirror in her bathroom she dropped her towel, exposing her beautifully shaped breasts. Her hands almost on automatic wondered over her breasts, slowly caressing them, followed by her fingers tracing around the areola then a soft pinch to the nipples that immediately perked. So lost in thought was she imagining his mouth, tongue and teeth upon her breasts. She closed her eyes, threw her head back as her hands caressed her body.
Snapped back into reality by the disruptive alarm she had set, her eyes flew open as she looked at herself noticing a naughty curl of the lip and a twinkle in her eye. Oh those tingling feelings were surging again. She hurried to do her minimal make up, a touch of mascara, a hint of blush applied delicately to her high cheekbones and lastly, her light pink lipstick. There, finished, she looked at herself smiled and walked naked to the bedroom.
Already laid out on her bed was her attire. She slipped on her black lace garter slip and it hugged her trim figure, her black lace G-sting next her black diamond mesh stockings and lastly, slipped her perfectly manicured feet into her black high heels. She hooked the stockings with the hookups, stood in front of the mirror let her long hair lose shook her head and smiled wryly. Of course she couldn't walk out like this! The final touch - her knee length red coat, she did up the buttons and was ready to leave.
One last look in the mirror, she looked ravishing. This was definitely bound to get the adrenaline pumping.
She hopped into her car and drove off.
Arriving at the complex, she very deftly covered her now fully exposed stockinged thighs, as the guard stepped up to her car window, needing information to grant her access. She signed the register. She then waited as the guard made the call, which seemed to take forever, and eventually, she was buzzed in.
"Ahhhh so close now." She thought excitedly.
Yet she felt a hint of nervousness as well as justified sexual arousal and her pussy was wet.
"Control yourself!" She mumbled to herself.
She parked, got out of her car, locked it and walked to the front door.
"There he was!" She beamed.
Her knees almost buckling under her as he had this enigmatically powerful effect on her. She stepped in and he leaned towards her brushing her neck and then kissing her, followed by a hug.
"Mmmmmm." He felt and smelt so good she thought, as she nuzzled a little closer.
He stepped away to lock the door.
She walked over to the dinning room chair and put her handbag down, and held onto the back of the chair once again steadying her jelly legs.
What had gotten into her tonight?
She looked towards him smiling and asked. "How are you?"
"I'm good thanks and yourself?" He responded cheerfully.
"You look great!" He smiled as he looked at her.
Still smiling she responded in her husky voice. "I'm doing good and thank you."
"Anything to drink? Juice, water, tea?" He asked.
Both agreed on tea and having steadied her legs she ambled over to him and gave him a hug, then proceeded towards the couch.
She sat down and her eyes devoured every inch of him as he walked across the lounge carrying the tea and set it down on the table. Her pussy was so wet, her desire raging within.
He still had no idea what was beneath that red coat!
He sat down alongside her and she snuggled up to him, he felt and smelt so incredibly intoxicating and she was getting hotter, considering she was still wearing the coat as well as the pure sexual energy simmering.
She fanned her face and said. "Is it hot? Or is it me?"
"Take off your coat." He said.
"Perfect!" She thought.
