One

The last of our guests found their way merrily through the door, leaving me momentarily glancing across the table. I could see the tell tale signs of the evening of pleasure we had all had. A naughty smirk crept across my face as I caught a glimpse of the lacy pink panties left strewn across the table followed by the thought of how they came to leave their owner and find their way onto my table. Our slightly more debauched night had left its mark, and my guests no doubt of their saucy amusements. I was still in a zone of aroused pleasure and certainly not ready for my evening to end. Languidly I lay back in my chair I allowed the evening to wash over me, my thoughts turning more sexual and my craving growing deep.

Nothing wrong I thought in participating in a little more Grey Goose while we continue with our risky game of poker. As I looked across the table I caught his eye, my inner vixen had raised her head. I was ready to play, particularly that of seducer and slipped my foot from my shoe allowing it to deliberately glide up his leg. If he wasn't sure of my motive, he certainly was now and I delighted in trailing my stocking foot firmly but surely up the inside of his leg. As I leaned further back I ensured my toes could feel between his crotch, rubbing as I did to entice some inner movement. My eyes not moving, I continued to seek his arousal and started to feel his twitching bulge between his thighs. Oh delight, he was ready to play with me and not just at poker. Just this sign alone was enough to send pulses to my pussy, a subtle little sexy twitch between my lips, an indicator that my body was craving attention. Wriggling in my skirt, I playfully felt for the edges of my panties and began to ease them down, over my suspenders, down my hips and across my knees, dropping them visually on the floor. I kept my eyes focused deep into his, exposing my thoughts. His eyes burnt into me with a growing desire, and with that I moved behind him and slipped my hands over his shoulder trailing them down into his shirt.

I loved feeling his body, his skin under my fingers, his young athletic chest, firm and muscular. I leant my head closer to take in his mixed scent of body heat and alcohol and him, all him. My hand dropped lower and began opening his shirt wide down to the top of his naval so I could look at his smooth skin. I could see how hard he was as he nuzzled my neck breathing and kissing me through my thin blouse fabric.

~~Be continue~~