She comes to me, and as I am about to put my arms around her, I hear her whisper something that sounds like "I need you.She comes to me, and as I am about to put my arms around her, I hear her whisper something that sounds like "I need you..." As the hug extends itself in time, I start to run my hands up and down her back. She hold me tighter, and I give her a squeeze... She starts to do the same to me. Convieniently, her tank top is outside of her khaki shorts, so I take the invitation, and place my hands on the bare flesh of her back. It is smooth and cool... I think that it is much unlike my own must be. I run my hands along her spine... the groove that it makes is well defined. She pulls my black shirt out of my khaki shorts, and she begins to feel my back as well. It is heaven. I change to running my hands in circles. Eventually I get to her bra, and, after a moment's thought, I deftly undo it. Surprisingly enough, she doesn't pull away... she keeps her arms around me, and whimpers just a little bit -- almost inaudibly. Her touch gets stronger, more insistent... I move away just a little bit, in order to look at her. |