I leaned in and our lips met. This time it was her tongue that searched for mine. She placed her hand on my cheek and mine went to her side. As we kissed, I reached out to again cup her breast as I had done earlier. I felt her giving in to me. Again, I pulled back knowing she wanted more, but this was not the time or place. What I really wanted to do was tear open her blouse, unhook her bra, toss it aside and bury my face in her beautiful breasts.
"That was so much better than before, Lauren."
"Yes, it was."
"Your lips are so soft. Forgive me if I got carried away feeling your breast. I couldn't help myself. You are so beautiful."
"Did you hear me complain? It's OK. It felt right and, I must admit, you proved to me that a woman's touch is all you said it was. I can see why that video t
