Forbidden fruit to each other, out of reach because of age, relationships and public reaction. But here we were, after hours of what I now know is teasing, building up the tension, I remember her taste on my lips, like a mature whisky, confident and robust, her lips were soft like crushed silk and she trembled as our mouths opened tentatively, our tongues met, and we were locked, in the love and lust of the moment. My eyes were closed, I was drinking in all of the sensations, I’d been with woman before, I was not a virgin, but she knew, she knew what she wanted, what she needed to satisfy her desire, she kissed me and I felt her body ache for it.

My hand that was around her head, rubbing her neck, in a sensual way that elicited moans of pleasure from her, soft tactile touches, she was stroking my face with the back of her hands, dropping her hand to my leg and squeezing my thighs.

Again in my clumsy adolescent way, I attacked her boob, over her vest top and bra, she batted my hand away, and I thought I’d blown my chance, “Take your time” she said, as she placed my hand back on her c cup breast, looking at me and lowering her head to look at my hand, she mover her hand over mine, showing me how she liked to be touched, showing me how to appreciate her form and to feel for her erect nipples.

Returning to kissing I slipped my hand under her top, feeling her bra, smooth, rounded and accentuated by her arousal. We continued for about 15 mins, it was obvious that things were not going to go further tonight, but the flood gates were open, Pandora was out of her box and 2 days later she came to visit my mum……………