You do wiggle so seductively when you get thrown off balance.A sharp slap on your bottom brings you back with a little gasp. Have I told you what your...little gasp does to me? It ignites my want, like lighting a firecracker and watching it sparkle until it explodes into all those colors.As you settle, I take your hands and pull them to the small of your back and keep one of my hands there to hold you steady. With my other hand, I start the slow drag of taking your panties down to your knees.I. Her wispy black panties caught on the strap of one of her high-heels and stayed there like a flag of surrender. Her legs parted for me. I was still kneeling in front of her as I licked and kissed up her inner thigh to my holy goal. She must have set her glass down because her hands were now at my head, fingers in my hair as she pulled me into her sacred place. I breathed in her musky aroma and had a fleeting thought that perfumers had it wrong to make flower scents... if they could bottle this. She came forward and licked it! Wow! I never knew my lady would be so hungry to have the cone ice cream right away. She took it in her mouth and licked it well…and continued the slurping. I was in heaven moaning! In between kissing her.I saw both her legs were now bent and spread out at 60 degrees. The wetness seems to have increased. I moved my hands over the saree and lifted it up from the bottom and pulled the saree and the lehnga inside up. The beautiful legs showed up.Here is my lady. She said his name was Marcus and recently widowed and she heard from others that his wife had breast cancer. She said that he didn’t know anyone in California and so a few people in the office took him to lunch as a sort of “Welcome to the Office” gathering. Kelly said that she felt bad because Marcus said that maybe somebody can show him the city and help him navigate the freeways in California and nobody volunteered. She asked me if it would be alright if she invited him over for dinner.