After bumping ourselves several times on the door, dash, steering wheel, and numerous uncomfortable positions, we realize we aren't as young, flexible, or bruise forgiving, as we once were and I suggest we go into the house where we will have more room and be a little more comfortable.

Upon entering the house, I help you remove your coat and hang it up.

I quickly hang up my coat and readily follow you into the bedroom.

I come up behind you and place my hands upon your full hips. I bury my nose into your hair and lovingly nibble and kiss your tender neck. You let out a light moan of pleasure. I continue to lightly suckle your neck as I curiously watch you in the mirror as you unbutton your blouse. You open your garment revealing a lacy full bra covering your firm breasts.

You let the simple covering fall to the floor. I gaze over the top of your shoulder and sneak a peak at your cleavage. It's obvious dept tells me I'm in for a wonderful treat. As I kiss and toy my way across your shoulders, I slide your bra straps off your shoulders and down to your arms. I gently and lovingly move down to unhook your brassiere. You support your chest in your arms as I move the undergarment from your back to your front. Slowly, you uncross your arms and let the skimpy lace material fall to the floor.

I let out a quick gasp of excitement and a sheer sound of appreciation of the glorious view in which I behold.

I move my hands down to meet yours by your side.

Slowly, I urge you to clasp my hands and move with them. We lovingly caress your hips, your sides, your belly, and your ribs as we move upward towards your breasts.

I gently cup them, supporting them, one in each hand. You continue to proceed with our caressing motions as you circle each breast with both hands.

I begin kissing and suckling your shoulders again as you begin teasing your nipples with your fingertips. I again lovingly proceed move down the remainder of your back, getting to the materialistic obstacle of your skirt. Dropping to my knees, I proceed to go underneath your skirt. The aroma of your feminine scent trapped by your flowing fabric sends a shock of excitement through my body as it enters my nostrils and sends my male hormones in a quinsy. I place my hands upon your smooth legs.

My face now buried tight up against your soft place. I start to kiss and toy your soft place in seductive circular motions. I move back and forth from one cheek to the other.