My Heather was naked and available to me, separated by less then a 16th of an inch of fabric from the hand that rested on her soft cheek.My Heather was naked and available to me, separated by less then a 16th of an inch of fabric from the hand that rested on her soft cheek. The feeling was exhilarating and overwhelmingly sensual. It was time to go home now and we walked to the car. In the middle of the parking lot, I turned Heather towards me and kissed her warmly. My hands found their way to her ass as she raised up on tiptoe to return the kiss. "Does this excite you, Heather?," I whispered as I pulled her close to me by pressing on her soft cheeks. It felt wonderful to feel her head nod yes as she sighed. When we go in the car I didn't start it right away, but sat there looking at her. "Does it excite you knowing that you are naked under your skirt, Heather?" "Yes." "I get just as excited knowing that you are so available to my touch. Heather, I want you to show me how aroused you are." "How? What do you want me to do?" "Use your imagination, on," I said as I stared at her lap. Heather slid forward in the seat and raised her skirt to the top of her lap and spread her legs a little. I leaned over to kiss her and let my hand slide between her legs. I was not surprised to find her very aroused and her fluids added to the warm silkiness of her petal-like flesh. I began slow rhythmical movements with my hand. Heather clung tightly to me and closed her eyes. I kissed her neck and gradually brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. I could hear her breath coming in short panting gasps now as her legs parted further and she lifted her hips to meet my hand's motion against her sex. In my mind there is no feeling in the entire world then to hear your name spoken as the one you love erupts into orgasmic rapture. Heather repeated my name over and over as I felt her legs grip my hand. Her entire body trembled as she hugged me closer to her and pressed my hand to her breast. I felt her nipple swell at my touch as she came to a shivering climax. "How is that for imagination?," Heather giggled and with a silly, little-girl smile on her face, she sat back and arranged her skirt. "Not bad, for a novice!" I said and raised my arm to protect myself from the swipe I knew would come. |