Alice had been naughty.Alice had been naughty. Her lover was away for the weekend and she was bored. When Dave called her, telling you about the concert tickets he had, she knew what he wanted, but between the boredom and wanting to see the concert (and Dave's build) she went. Dave did everything he could to turn her on. He had drinks at his place ready before she left. she sat out on the lawn at the pavilion, drinking wine. He put his arm around her, and at every opportunity Dave touched her, stroked her, patted her, massaged her. He spent a good ten minutes rubbing her forearms when she talked about typing much of the morning. He spent longer on her back, and the kiss at the end had seemed so natural. The three that followed were more forceful. She didn't protest when his hand began rubbing her breast ... she rather liked it. On the way home his hand was under her dress as he drove, teasing her pubic mound so that by the time she reached his apartment you were wet and as horny as she could remember being. He took her on the rug in his living room, and then later in his big bed. For Alice, things had gotten out of hand ... and she loved it. Dave had continued to maintain possession of either her breast or her sex the whole drive home. When they had entered the house he had begun kissing her in earnest as he undressed her. His tongue had explored her in ways she had always refused to her lover, Mark. |