I stood behind you in the elegant anteroom with my hands bracing your slender shoulders. Finally the red satin blouse was caressing my finger tips long after I had admired your look all evening. I was drawn like a moth to a shiny light and now I felt your back loosen under my grasp.
I felt a privilege to hold such elegance with my hands after such a rush of intimacy enveloped us after being introduced by acquaintances during the evenings classy dinner party. My rigid cock inches from your tailored skirt, my mouth toying with your silky smooth hair; I was enthralled beyond all expectations. Your perfectly applied red lips turned to me as your manicured fingers came to rest on my hips.
A gracious smile greeted my eyes as your firm but feminine grip brought my expectant cock to your smooth silky ass. You pulled me to you as I inhaled your expensive scent; I pressed into you as my fingers slid around your rib cage and cupped your lace covered breasts. Your mouth fell open in anticipation; I admired the full lips as I teased your horny nipples. I silently marveled at the feelings in my finger tips as I stroked your blouse. Your hands slid down your tight skirt and found the hem. Slowly you raised the skirt above your garters and bunched it around your waist.
Your hand drew my fingers to your flimsy lace thong. I slid beneath the fabric and followed the shiny smooth pubis to your erect clit. It responded warm and wet hanging from its perch. Your breath halted as I stroked it slowly caressing its hot surface as you dug your smooth ass into my slacks pushing on my long hard cock. Taking 2 short steps from me you turned on your heels and gently pulled the thong from your slender legs, bangles jingled as you pulled them from your stilettos and let them seductively fall onto the floor.