He was right, the thigh cut made them look even sexier. She put on the suspender belt and then sat in the chair and put on the stockings before going ...o stand in front of the mirror again. She wondered what the man downstairs in the bar waiting for her would say if he could see her now. Sandra could feel herself getting moist from her sexual excitement. After a few minutes she snapped out of her thoughts and slipped on the top and the skirt and then stepped into her red heels. She stood in. ‘Now will you get into bed?’ I smiled and slowly walked to the bed and slipped into the sheets’ cool caress. She watched me as I lay back and allowed myself to enjoy the prospect of her body. The dark nipples were hard and extended, her eyes gleaming. She put one knee on the bed and rested her hand flat on my belly. ‘I’m not able to change too much. I will never be exclusive.’ ‘Would you please get into bed and stop talking?’ She laughed and moved into the bed with me, pulling the sheet over. Rolling it gently between my fingertips. Then I trace my fingertips up and down your chest and belly. Feeling every single curve of your fantastic body. Having teased your nipples plenty, my mouth wanders even farther down. I kiss down your ribs and down your belly. I find your belly button and I work my tongue around it in circles. The circles get smaller and smaller till my tongue slides into you belly button. The path doesn't stop there though. I continue to kiss, lick and nibble down your. We never did anything beyond that. Being in a generation where guys and girls would fuck each other from the first date, I sometimes wished to have sex with him.Joel tried to indirectly ask me if we should take the relationship forward to sex. But I would ignore him vaguely as I was a bit conservative.Sneha, my best friend, and the hottest chick in the class, was a slut. She would often tell me how she seduced a random guy in the club or got fucked by some boy in her tuition. She encouraged me.