Since we were completely alone as she requested,would she prefer removing her gown and I could work on her just in herundergarments. She joked that s...e'd like to strip naked altogether butshe'd never get the damned corset back on. Then she winked, as long asit's just between us "girls" (just the expression she happened to usebut I blushed anyway), I think that is a capital idea. And so I helpedher remove the gown and shoes and hung the gown neatly by itself on theoffice coat rack. Getting. She is not in the mood for some 'grunt, flex, grunt'. I laugh at her description and shrug. I was not really in the mood for a movie, I just came because you did. A smile. Oh, really? So what movie do you want to see? I don't know. Well, there's always the girlie flick over there. Hmm, romance, comedy, most definitely a girlie flick. She playfully pokes me. I pout. Hey, I'm the one making the sacrifice from the 'flex, grunt, flex' that I love so much. "Battle on, Xena!" She laughs, oh yeah, and. From her many glances down there, I could tell she knew, and she seemed to be enjoying it. Her nipples had began hardening in the cool of the evening air and were making a definite bulge though her top. Her body moved in perfect sync to mine as we walked, her hips brushing my leg with each step. That and the thoughts running through my mind caused my cock to stiffen more and more till there was a huge bulge pushing out the front of my suit.Upon nearing the pier, I decided to go underneath it. I scooted off her bed and pulled up my pajama bottoms. I started to leave her room. “No, get in my bed,” she said, adding, “and take off your bottoms.” I complied and suddenly she turned off the light and got in bed with me.It was pitch black. She pulled me on top of her. My face was at her breasts which were bare. I took a nipple in my mouth and she put her hands on the back of my head. I could feel my legs between hers. After a time she pulled me up a little and I felt my dick touch.