Once at his apartment, he offered her a drink.Once at his apartment, he offered her a drink. Small talk followed. As they sat together, his arm slid around her shoulders. Jo kept wondering if she had the nerve to follow through. She was answered when he finally leaned over to kiss her. She eagerly returned his kiss. When his tongue probed her lips, she parted them to give him access. The hand at her waist was meanwhile sliding up to fondle her right breast. Instead of reluctance, she felt desire. She thrust her tit against his hand. In answer, he slid his hand up and undid the first few buttons of her blouse, then slid it under, feeling the soft material of her bra. When she offered no resistance, he slid his hand inside her bra. Her nipple jumped to attention at the touch of his fingers. He continued a for a few moments before pulling his hand free. Further undoing her blouse, he then undid the front clasp of her bra. He paused long enough to finish with her blouse before he pushed aside the fabric of the bra, baring her tits. He now caressed both, paying equal attention. Finally, he broke the kiss and lowered his face to her breasts, suckling first one nipple and then the other. Jo moaned. His hand dropped to her knee. Her short skirt had ridden part way up her thigh. When his hand slid between her knees, she parted her legs slightly. Emboldened, he slid his hand under her skirt, encountering her stocking tops, just realizing that she had worn stockings and garter belt, rather than pantyhose. His searching hand slid up the smooth skin of her inner thigh above the stocking. She parted her legs wider. |