Amber had never really been into some of my fantasies, especially the ones where I like to hear about her past. But something about that night was different. She had come from work late, having a closing at the end of the day then met a girlfriend for dinner. When she walked in the door I could hardly contain myself from tearing her clothes off. She normally dressed up for closings but today was different.
I was a lucky man because Amber was gorgeous. She was average height, with long, straight dark brown hair, a gorgeous face, amazingly full lips, beautiful curves, and an ass that was perfectly round.
She had on a short light grey pencil skirt about mid-thigh, a ΒΎ sleeve light blue button down shirt that wasn't too tight but with her 38Ds it was clear just how amazing her tits were. As she leaned over to take off her heels I noticed a garter and thigh highs. You couldn't tell when she was standing but wow!
I passionately kissed her, letting my tongue explore her mouth as my hands felt her tight ass over her skirt. It was the perfect ass for grabbing a hold of with it being tight and amazingly round. From her profile you could see her ass curve out past her legs which just screamed for a hand.
She smiled and pushed me back a little giggling, "Look who is feisty tonight." How could I not be with how she looked. I loved fucking her when she was dressed for work, fantasizing about being a client of hers. She knew this too and loved to tease me that way. "Now now, be patient," she said.
I asked her what made her do this, looking up and down at her outfit. She said, "Oh this, just thought I would look professional for the closing." I knew her usual dress for those, which was professional but not to this extent. As she said it she giggled a little more, and now I knew someone had a few glasses of wine at dinner.
"Why don't you tell me the real reason," I said as I pulled her in close to me as we stood in the kitchen now.
"You sure you want to know? It would involve my past," she said.