Well, I'd walk her to the door, and I'd wait to see if she would ask me to come in. I would have been dropping hints all night, you know. Smile here; touch there, just little things. so I'd turn to go, but she'd grab my shoulder, turn me around and kiss me, then ask if I'd like to come in.
Wouldn't hear me complaining.
Basically we'd end up in the bedroom.
She would pull away from the kiss and begin to undo the buttons of my shirt.
Simple man's white button-up, but she'd have it off in minutes. I'd let her take her time, let her set the pace. No need to scare her off. I stop her from undoing my jeans, kiss her quickly and reach over her shoulder, unzipping her dress.
I push it down and off, and let it pool around her feet on the floor.
Anyway, there she'd be, wearing this nice bra and panties set that would of course match her dress. She tries to cover up, embarrassed, but I put my hands over hers and move them away. "You're beautiful."
Before she protests I lean over and kiss her again, my hand going to the (how convenient) clasp on the front of her bra.
I undo it and push it off of her shoulder, leaning over and kissing it. She shivers as I push it off the other shoulder.
It falls onto the floor joining my shirt and her dress.
I pull away and take in the view. It's better than I even imagined. Round and perfect capped with pink nipples. They look like they could fit in my hand. I lean over and start kissing her neck as I cup her breast, kneading it in my hand.
She moans quietly, and I pull away for a moment. "You can be louder." she looks at me for a moment, and to prove my point I lean over and bite down gently on her neck, hearing her gasp. "That's better" I mumble against her skin.
After a moment of me torturing her she pushes me up, kisses me quickly and begins to make short work of my jeans. I let her take her time, reaching up and undoing her hair so it falls around her shoulders.
My jeans drop to the floor and I step out of them, kicking them aside as her lips and mine meet in a hungry kiss, this time things becoming a little more intense.
Her arms wrap around my back and I can feel her nails scratching at my skin.
I pull away long enough to mumble "bed" and begin moving us in the direction of it. My knees hit it and I turn, managing to have us both sort of fall onto it with me on top (she may be tiny but she could probably squish me).
I pull away from the kiss and begin to kiss my way down her chest, stopping here and there to nip at her skin. She's more vocal now, gasping and sighing, moaning my name softly.
I lower my head and take a nipple into my mouth, my other hand skimming along the top band of her panties.
She gasps aloud, and I grin a little before sucking lightly.
"Oh god..." she groans, tangling her fingers into my hair and yanking me up for a kiss.
I pull away, and lean my head forward, panting against her lips. "Do you... want me to stop?"
She shakes her head no and captures my lips with hers again, this time pushing her tongue into my mouth.
My hand trails down her stomach and slips under the waistband of her panties; her skin is burning hot.
She groans my name again, and I look up, making sure this is what she wants. Her eyes meet mine and I gasp inwardly. Her eyes are on fire.
I lower my head and kiss the underside of her breasts as my hand slides lower and meet wet heat.