I took her hand in mine and brought the fingers to my lips. I was simply going to give them a gallant kiss, but I caught a whiff of what could only be...her essence and gently sniffed. Bells went off in my brain and I locked eyes with her. Silently they asked the question, and she flushed deeply and a smirk crossed her lips in answer. It damn near killed me to lead her across the lobby and not touch her. Somehow although we both knew what was going to happen, we couldn’t bring ourselves to let go. It's a sheer pleasure to turn around and see the round buttocks shining in the mirror. Few more moves, my hips are swinging in a dance. My body looks like expecting some more to come… I love stockings, I love wearing them, touching them, how they look and what I love the most is to see what effect they have on man. And the shoes! I'm putting high, tight black heels with a little silver detail. My little ankle chain suits perfectly in this combination. With such a hot a view I'm getting horny. Kartik was really dumbstruck seeing this side of Neha. It was like he was seeing a really naughty girl but he felt turned on by her naughty side. He felt that he didn’t know her at all. Later when they reached pub Neha first drank 3 tequila shots and then told Kartik to do so. Kartik wasn’t in drinking age yet but as Neha was a regular sorts they allowed him to.They started dancing and all they eyes were on Neha. It was like she was totally high and her moves were very sexy. Kartik thought in. And then I was kissing down her nearly flat chest. I thought I would pass out from pleasure when my lips closed over her nipple. The sharp intake of her breath told me she liked it. I began licking and suckling, and her moans increased in volume and intensity.“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, her hands pressing my face to her small tit. Her breathing was ragged, and her skin was begging to get splotchy. And in the back of my mind I wondered if she’d cum, just from this.She was panting and moaning. .