I kept my hands on her shoulder talking something and she didn’t object as i was explaining. slowly i took her hands and let her type keyboard for s...me thing and my face was just beside her face. i touched her ears with my lips and whispered your hands are so soft and i can feel vibrations. She smiled with shy and it erected me saying this is the right time. i touched her cheeks and kissed her lips without asking. She bent down face with shy but i added some force and kissed those lips for. I never have to wait long for the accidental, quite unintentional first brushing of fingers over the ripe swells, and then I push my bottom just further out to let the clingy skirt ride high on my narrow hips! That move is always taken as an free invitation for a good feel of the hidden buttocks, and my full compliance as a welcome encouragement to explore the looming shade underneath. I love to be fondled like that, as long it happens anonymously. I breath onto the glass to mist it up, not to. ” I said turning away and she leaned that way and back the other way when I looked over.“Please.” She said in the voice.“Fine. Over in my nightstand.” I shrugged and looked over with my head. She leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips and then crawled off of me toward the nightstand. I had nice view now of her ass that was in the air. I wanted to lean over and take a bite out of it. Nice, round and slightly large but not unattractively so in the least. It was the kind of ass that I. My story takes place during one such summer four years ago.I just realized I have been rather rude and not introduced myself. My name is Stacy, twenty years old and I can best be described as a “Plain Jane." I am 170cm tall, slender build, shoulder-length mousy brown hair, and brown eyes. Now don't get me wrong I do not consider myself ugly at all, and am quite happy with my appearance I am just that girl you went to school with who was nice but nothing special. Due to this fact when this story.