His Bride For The Night

We reached to his home, which was exquisitely fine, he was really rich, but it sure didn't seem like he was the only one who occupied the home, I didn't care anyways, I had come to have fun, just like he was, and I was going to enjoy every goodies of the house, and every moment with him.

He removed his trousers and shirt, and I loosed my hair which fell over my shoulders, and was left with only a light and transparent bra and pant.

My hips were mildly curved out and my breasts jut against the light bra.

I couldn't take my eyes off him, I couldn't resist the feeling of getting into his arms, and immediately have him working on my body.

He occupied the gap between us, and kissed me. He tasted of the strawberry cocktail, even sweeter. He held me tight while our kissing continued, his hands gradually roaming all over me, feeling my softness, and exploring my warmth.

I slowly backed off, catching my breath.

"I need to shower first" I said, heading towar