So now there was nothing between her warm, silky skin and my restless roaming hand than a thin, sleeveless top. I brushed the backs of my fingers against the side of a breast and felt her shudder. Then I used the back of my hand to caress her up and down that bare arm limply hanging on to her suit jacket, and smiled inwardly at the goosebumps pop wherever my hand roamed.

I wanted more and loosened my tight hold around her waist. I stepped back slightly so that I could angle my free hand between us. Her tongue made love to mine, and her lips sucked on my limp tongue seductively, drawing it in slowly and then gently pushing it out. In. Out. In. Out.

I tugged on her gauzy top at the waist to loosen it from her skirt, and then slipped my hand inside to get my first feel of her skin. We groaned simultaneously. I caressed her core, and then slowly felt my way up her body. I unsnapped her bra before moving my hand around to her chest. I sighed and then gently cupped one soft breast, filling my hand with its pliant flesh.

She let out a long, simpering whimper, and I felt a distinct rush of fluid wet my panties in response. I can’t begin to describe how good this feels. I teased her nipple between my thumb and finger and felt her shudder again. We ground against each other even more desperately and I felt heat radiating from what I was sure was a fairly swollen pussy.

I released my mouth from our head-spinning kiss reluctantly and heard her gasp a second later as my mouth followed my hand to her breast. I heard moaning as I slowly sucked her very erect nipple into my mouth, nipping on it gently with my teeth. Then I savored her breast like the most succulent pear I had ever had the pleasure of consuming. Blood roared in my ears in chorus with the series of low, sexy moans that escaped from her throat. Is this really happening? Her neck had tilted all the way back, and she was pulling on my free hand, helping to guide it past the slit of her skirt, until I got to her mound.