Mark paused. His eyes were fixated on Rachel’s nipples, which were extremely hard from the cold water and piercing through her bikini. The ball hit ...ark again, but he didn’t really care. All he could think about was running his tongue over Rachel’s nipples and grabbing them with his teeth. Mark came back to reality as he saw Rachel getting out of the pool. Again, his gaze was stuck on her, watching her ass as she climbed her way out of the pool. He had always found Rachel quite attractive. She. I walk into the bar and scan the crowd looking for you. I see you seated in a corner booth that is slightly hidden and start to walk over. As if you are sensing me coming your way, you turn and our eyes meet. The sexual tension begins to fill the room. It almost makes me stop in my tracks. I make it to the booth and you stand to greet me. You offer your hand and casually say, "Hi, it's nice to finally meet you." (I've imagined that you are a complete gentleman in public, so I apologize if. How bad could it be? When I got out of the shower this morning she had my clothes laid out for me on the bed. I felt my nipples perk up and a flush of warmth between my thighs as I saw what I was about to go to work in. She had dug out a short, very low cut, sleeveless summer dress. I had casually mentioned a couple of weeks ago I didn't wear it to work because there is no way to sit down in it modestly! I don't mind exposing some cleavage, my breasts are firm and round and I like showing. Her dark hair tumbled down to her waist and she still had the dark red rose tucked behind her right ear. It matched her crimson lips. Her cheeks were blushing red too as he made his way up her skirt. He gently lifted it to reveal her dark little triangle between her legs. He breathed on it, kissing it and taking in her sweet musky scent.He gently parted her lips and nestled his nose and tongue inside tasting her sweetness. She was very wet and tasted like nectar to him.He worked his tongue in.