The door closed behind them. This was the first time they had been alone together since he had married her best friend two months before. They both stood still, she in front of him, expectantly. No words were spoken as she felt him brush her long hair free from one side of her face so that he could slowly nuzzle her neck. His warm breath reaching her skin before his lips.
His hands, hitherto resting on her shoulders, inched slowly round in front of her approaching the buttons on her blouse. She stiffened slightly yet made no move to stop him as, one by one, he undid them all. He made no attempt to caress her breasts as he did so which surprised her. She drew her shoulders back slightly to aid him in the removal of her blouse. Still no words broke the silence. The adept way he undid her bra pleased her. She'd given him his earliest lessons on how not to fumble whilst doing this. As the full weight of her breasts pulled forward he took the opportunity to fondle her.
With a hand each side, under her arms, he slid them around until he fully cupped each one, allowing each thumb to gently flick at her erecting nipples. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation before reaching behind her to place her hands on his groin. Her breath becoming more ragged as she wondered what state of arousal she would encounter. What she found didn't disappoint her. The bulge in the front of his trousers was immediately obvious and she ran one of her fingers along the length of his dick. The involuntary jerk of it beneath her finger told of his approval, which excited her.
Her pussy was beginning to moisten and with only pleasure on her mind she reached for his zipper. Sliding it swiftly down his erect cock was hers for the taking and take it she did. Gripping it firmly in her right hand she slowly pumped it up and down whilst he continued to play with her tits. After a while he began to move his hands down over her stomach and towards the vee of her thighs. This was the signal she had waited for. It was the work of less than a second to surprise him by turning one hundred and eighty degrees and sinking to her knees. He could guess now what was coming and relaxed into it.
Holding the base of his cock with thumb and forefinger she gazed admiringly at the thick shaft and bulbous knob that faced her. Kissing her way slowly up each side of it she found herself, eventually, with his knob poised an inch from her opening mouth. Her tongue snaked out to lick the small bubble of pre-cum that she saw on the eye of the beast. A groan of pleasure, the first sound he'd made, escaped from his lips and he pushed his hips forward eager to feel her lips engulf him. But she toyed with him by drawing back yet still wanking him with a soft and practised hand.