Janice was at the table with Aaron and Masami. I had left on the pretense of needing the restroom but the real reason was the invitation I read in the eyes of Caprice, the hostess that seated us. I had watched her walk off to a corner on the far side of the room and then she suddenly disappeared. I assumed there must be a door I cannot see from here. I quickly make my way to where I saw her disappear and sure enough there is a small doorway with a curtain handing across it.
I push the curtain aside enough to peek through and see a dark, narrow hall way. With a deep breath I step through the hallway and follow the path I am sure the dark beauty of Caprice had traveled just moments before. The hallway ends at a T intersection. For a moment I am not sure which way to turn, so I follow my instinct and turn left. Sure enough, a moment later I see the petite figure of Caprice facing away from me. She seems to be looking at something on a small desk. I take a moment to admire her curvaceous form and her lustrous dark hair. She is wearing all black, a rather feminine tank top with spaghetti straps and fitted but not overly tight pair of jeans. I can see the colorful tattoo on her right shoulder. I look closely at it and where it disappears under her clothing.
Time to see if I read her eyes correctly; I walk up behind her and without a word lean forward and place a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder.
"Mmmmm good. I was hoping you understood ", she says to me without turning her head. I slide an arm around her tiny waist and pull her back against me while I move my kisses from her shoulder, up her neck to her ear. She moans again and I can feel my cock stiffen at the sound. I pull her against me so my hardness nestles between her shapely ass cheeks. I slide my other hand down her shoulder to her back and then around front, where I caress her chest and shoulders before moving down to her firm breasts. She moans again then turns her head, seeking my lips with her own. I give her what she wants. Our lips meet and our tongues dance. My hand slides down from her waist, stops to unbutton her pants, then slides inside them. Normally I would take my time and tease her outside her panties but we don't have the time right now. I slip my hand into her panties to find her bare slit. I tease her folds, wanting to work her up. Meanwhile I have my other hand up her shirt and under her bra. I am caressing her soft breast, stopping to circle her nipple with my finger before pinching it. She moans and bucks her hips against me. I make a mental note for the future; Caprice has very sensitive nipples.
I can feel that her slit is becoming wet; just what I need to slide my finders between her lips. I slide my fingers up and down her slit, parting them more with each pass. I continue to explore her feminine folds, looking for her most sensitive spots. I dip a couple of fingers into her and she reacts strongly. I pull my fingers out and circle them around her swollen clit; she moans and bucks her hips into my hand. I continue this action for several minutes: sliding my fingers into her for a couple of thrusts then circling her clit. Caprice is one hot woman. It does not take long before I can feel her beginning to tense up and lose control. I help her on; I suck on her earlobe and pinch her nipple. That does it. She lets out a guttural moan and spasms before going completely rigid. She holds that for several moments. I don't think she is even breathing. Then she gasps and spasms once more. I feel her flinch a little and realize her clit has become too sensitive. I move to caressing her whole body with broad gentle strokes of both hands. She begins to purr at me.
