But given the 'neatness' of the room, and the quantity of toys/belongings/furniture, it looked great.But given the 'neatness' of the room, and the quantity of toys/belongings/furniture, it looked great. There was a cool breeze blowing outside, and the large bay window was split horizontally by the loft level itself. We stood inside separately for several moments, and then I stepped under the loft and then out into the staircase well, stepping up. As I reached halfway up, I was then able to lower the blinds for the window, and the venetians closed. I looked back at her; my angel was standing at the base of the stairs watching me, and as I passed her moving down I quickly moved in for a fast, deep kiss, reaching up to tweak her left nipple, as I had wanted to do for so long... but just as quickly I pulled away and walked around her, stooping, to reach the stereo, which had a separate 5-disk cartridge with various Jazz cd's like Dave Grusin and Kenny G. I put the music on low (I wanted to hear her moan!) and turned back to her. She had begun taking off her red jumpsuit. I sat back down and became mesmerized by her agonizingly slow striptease. Her face was absolutely serious as she peeled the jumpsuit over her rump and reached down to push them below her knees. I was beginning to think this was going to be one of the most memorable sexual experiences of my life, and I didn't want to rush through it. Her blonde hair looked as though on fire reflecting the red light coming from above, and of course her tan skin looked even more so. Her lips... those sexy thin lips were barely open, glistening, and her eyes locked on mine. I almost wanted to look away; they were almost intimidating, but then, I thought, here is this gorgeous freshman, thinking about giving her virginity away to a Junior, it's more than likely she's the most intimidated one here. True beauty does make me a little unnerved, though, and she was pretty close. After kicking off her shoes, she only had on her tube top, which in this light looked like a ruffled fabric in a very light blue color, and her panties, which were becoming increasingly more visible as she stood back up in the small stairwell area. She was looking down to the space under the loft; I was sitting on the floor staring up at her, enjoying everything. |