She sees him across the room. He seems to be looking at her as intently as she is looking at him. Something in his eyes draw her to him. They each take a step forward and another until they meet halfway. She can only look at him, her eyes glued to his lips. He notices her looking and moves in, taking the back of her neck in his hand, he pulls her to him and kisses her slowly, his lips languishing on hers. He pushes her mouth open gently with his tongue, then snakes it in slowly, sinuously. He hears the small sounds of pleasure coming from the back of her throat as she gives him back what he is giving her.
He breaks off the kiss, and looks deep into her eyes, then takes her hand and pulls her out of the room. The party is going full blast, no one notices them leaving, not her date, not his. He hails a cab, and mutters an address to the cabbie. He takes her in his arms and kisses her until the cab stops. He helps her out, and escorts her to the door, unlocking it and with his hand on her back presses her into the house.
He turns her around before he kicks the door shut with his foot, and kisses her again, this time his hands on her shoulders, flowing down to her breasts. they are small, but firm, and high. She shivers under his touch, her eyes have darkened to a shade of blue that is almost midnight. Her lips are swollen and red from all the kissing, her pale cheeks are flushed with desire. His eyes search her face for a sign to stop, she moves forward into him, her own hands fumble with the buttons of his shirt.
He backs her up the steps, kissing her the entire way up, dropping clothing as they go. His hands are in her short hair, along her back, inside her bra, down her stomach, and on her ass. Her hands are unbuckling his belt, and unzipping his slacks. At the top of the stairs, she steps out of her skirt, and he steps out of his slacks. She kicks off her shoes and he does the same. She begins to remove her thigh highs but he shakes his head. She is erotic looking, the blonde hair, all tousled, her pale skin, flushed pink, and those black thigh highs silky on her legs. He can barely contain the desire that whips through him.
She is looking at him, moving forward, she kneels there on the landing of the stairway, and takes him in her mouth. She hears him groan, as she pulls him in as deep as he will go. Her tongue doing a little dance as she sucks hard, tasting the pre-cum that leaks out of the head. She loves the feel of his silky hardness in her mouth. His hands are in her hair, pushing her head in and out, while one hand is cupping his balls, her fingers stroking toward his ass, sending shivers up his spine. She is dripping wet, and he is breathing harshly. He stops her and pulls her up. He shakes his head again…not yet.