Willow walked backwards, pulling Tara towards her as she kissed the soft lips of the blonde gently, her ***** came to a halt on a huge pile of towels and Tara pushed her backwards, lifting her so she could lay back comfortably.

Tara’s surprise at being captured had rapidly melted into arousal, her lips following the line of Willows jaw she kissed and nibbled her way down across the pulsating jugular of the red-head. To her relief she found Willows shirt to have poppers instead of buttons and she pulled each one open slowly, kissing the flesh that was exposed with each release.Willow moaned softly, her hands gliding through Tara’s long, silky hair.

“I’ve been thinking about you.” Tara purred as she stroked Willows taut stomach lightly before kissing Willow softly, her tongue finding Willows eagerly and caressing it. As Willow returned the kiss, she found her own tongue caught gently between the teeth of the blonde, her tongue flicking its tip and inciting a flood of arousal between her legs. She had been on the verge of asking Tara exactly what she had been thinking but this, well, this made it crystal clear.

She moaned low in her throat as Tara continued to tease and flick the tip of her tongue, before allowing Willow to kiss her once again.Tara’s fingers traced a slow line across her smooth flank her touch burning into the red-head in the best possible way.

Expertly, Tara reached round, unclasping Willows bra with one hand, her lips pulling away from Willows as she kissed down her neck once again, Willows head fell back as her soft lips slowly explored her collarbone and *****. Finding a nipple, already erect, Tara smiled. She flicked it quickly with her tongue and Willow, who had been expecting a sensuous touch, jumped. Slowly, Tara licked around the swollen bud, the moans and heavy breathing coming from the woman at her mercy, urging her on. As Tara took the painfully hard nipple in her mouth, sucking greedily she vaguely heard voices in the corridor.

“I have to get some towels.” Someone yelled. “They weren’t done this morning and Mr. Moore is having kittens!”  Vince, who had been loitering unashamedly in the area of the towel store, sprinted towards the voice, as he turned the corner he breathed a sigh of relief to see Mandy, a woman with whom he had spent many interesting nights. “Hey sexy.” He said, turning on the charm. “Let me do that towel thing for you. Why don’t you sneak off for a break?” She grinned and kissed him softly on the cheek. “Thanks Vince, I’ll make it up to you.” She promised, thankful for the chance to go for a smoke.