I had been seeing my current boyfriend (damn, I hate that term since I'm no longer a "girl," but a woman) for a few months now and I finally got a chance to spend some quality alone time with him in his apartment away from my kids. He was cooking me a meal and we were going to listen to some slow, romantic music, snuggling on the couch after. The meal was delicious and after we cleaned up we put the music on. We sat down on the couch holding each other, our eyes closed just enjoying the soft, slow music. It felt really good to have time with him, just us.
He squeezed me a little tighter and I looked up into his face. We smiled at each other and he lowered his lips to mine. We kissed gently at first, lingering on each others lips, we were in no rush tonight. Our kisses grew deeper, our tongues intertwined in our mouths. Our hands slowly caressing each others chests. I got an idea of something I'd wanted to try but never got around to it. I told him to undress as I did the same. I pulled him to his feet.
I moved into his arms, wrapping mine around him as well. I pressed myself tightly against him and told him to dance with me. As we swayed to the music, our bodies grinding against each other, I could feel myself becoming more aroused, (and by the feel of his shaft growing hard between us, he was too). I couldn't believe just how erotic nude dancing felt. We continued this for quite awhile until I told him to sit in his reclining chair. He did, reclining it fully and I straddled his hips, leaned my face to his and kissed him deeply. Then I remembered something else, this chair has a vibrator.