The Lace of My Lingerie
Full on Lingerie
In the hotel room, I undressed slowly. I took one bra strap down, but left the other one up. When I looked down, the areola was visible but not my nipple. The lace of my lingerie was catching against it, making the bud rise, but Connor could not see anything just yet.
I’d chosen my lingerie carefully. Connor is a London guy who is really into fashion he liked pastel underwear and hated anything plain, so my ensemble was a pale pink. The bra was full-cup, the French knickers were lacy and feminine, slightly see-through, but when teamed with a think suspender belt, and sheer, nude stockings, the look was classically sexy.
I liked wearing outfits like these. Connor could imagine me naked, but as he sat, nursing a whisky, he was aroused. In fact, he’d been aroused since dinner, and I knew it was only a matter of time before he let go of whatever self-control he felt he should be displaying.
A few clients were like this. They wanted naughty, but didn’t know when to let go of being a businessman, a doctor, or a solicitor.
I took down my other bra strap and Connor let out a sigh as my breasts spilled out. I quickly unhooked the bra and watched Connor put his hand out. He took the bra, still warm with my body heat, and sniffed it. The Chanel perfume was unmistakeable WOW this was one London gentleman who was bursting to enter me.
As he rose, he carefully put the bra down on the chair. He smiled as he approached and unbuckled his jeans, but the first thing he did when he reached me was to kiss me.
It was a hungry needy kiss, with his tongue pressing between my lips, tasting me and pulling me close to him. My breasts squashed up against his muscle and he could feel my nipples harden against him.
The kiss lasted for a while and he walked me back until I reached the bed. I didn’t stop as I fell down on top of it, with Connor landing beside me.
“I think I need this more than I thought, but I’ll be damned if I’ll rush it.”
I kissed him as his fingers stroked my shoulder blade, tracing the bone, and then down to where the curve of my breasts started. His touch was light, but seductive.
Then he lowered his lips to a nipple and I just closed my eyes.