He saw her across the room mingling with others and being true to her nature. Dressed in a pink skirt that went down to just above her knees and a white top that covered her nicely. Between the two, you could tell she was very lovely and had an extremely arousing figure but what really drew him to her, was her eyes and her energy. Eyes full of passion promise and friendship and energy to match. So he meandered through everyone to her until they were face to face and watched the sparks slowly fly. In what some may say were brief moments they shared everything that could be said and laughed and teased and joked with his hand finding its way into her hand or was it hers into his. Not sure to this day but it was there and the next instant was the first kiss. Lips touching and brushing each other, small nibbles, as they looked into the others eyes until they pressed harder and closed them and enjoyed the sensation of lust and playfulness that occurred. Exhaling slowly they both looked about as if deer in headlights to realize no one really had noticed the kiss and they both cheesed and grinned at each other and continued to talk, stealing kisses and pecks here and there.
Finally with a bold move he whispers, I want more and she looked about and gave a playful nod and he drew her around a corner to a hidden part of the room where it was private to almost every angle and that's when the magic occurred. Pressing her firmly to the wall, his lips with more passion on hers than she knows what to do with and for a moment she wants to fight it and then submits to it with a moan and pulling him to her as well as she feels the stir of arousal against her stomach and his hands work down her sides.