She tosses her purse onto the bed and wraps her arms around his neck...chills run up and down her body as she feels his hot breath on her. She presses against him, moaning softly, and kissing his lips. She starts to unbutton his shirt. "I love you so much," she sighs.

He slips his jacket off and throws it on the floor.. then holding her face in his hands, he kisses it with eagerness. She licks his lips, then gently sucks the bottom one, and unbuttons the last button on his shirt, pushing it from his shoulders. Her lips move to his neck, nibbling and kissing, as her hands slide over his chest...softly caressing. A sigh emanates from within her.

He reaches around her, and pulls her to him...making sure she knows how hard he really is. He kisses her, rubbing his wet lips across hers...and across her face...pulling her...pulling at her dress...his hips bucking a little when he feels her against him.

She slowly moves him against the wall and grinds into him, closing her eyes, feeling how hard he is. Her hand slides down and squeezes him. His knees cave in. He is unbelievably excited, and he comments, "You are hot tonight." With his back to the wall he puts his arms around her and rubs her back, while she fondles him.

"I have a surprise for you," she smirks, moving away from him and taking her heels off. He's caught off guard as she takes him by the hand and leads him to the bed, motioning for him to sit down. He removes his shoes, and pushes them under the bed.

She smiles very seductively, then goes and puts a Kenny G CD on...Forever in Love, her favourite music. The dulcet strains of his sax drift through the room as she lights their candles, then dims the lights.

With her back to him, she reaches up to her shoulder and unties a strap so it's just hanging there...then moves to the other one, untying it. She turns to him, with one hand over the top of the dress to hold it up.

He gulps as his eyes open wider. "A private strip show?" he inquires with an evil grin.

"Yes, my darling, and I know you'll like it," she smirks, as she sways closer to him, and slides into his lap. One hand is still holding the top of her dress. Her fingers trace his lips; their eyes close as her lips replace her fingers. Sneaking his hand up, he tries to move her hand from the dress.

She quickly gets up and laughs as she stands in front of him. She lowers the top of the dress to her waist and she raises her hands to cover her breasts.

He quickly grabs them, clutching them to his chest, and bringing her face close to his. She giggles and tries to pull away, but he holds her hands very tightly. She pretends to be frightened, but he knows her too well. She is enjoying this as much as he is, and they are both becoming more excited by the minute. He gives her a quick kiss, and loosens his grip on her hands, wanting to see what she will do next.

She brings her fingertips to her mouth, wets them and trails them down her neck, to her breasts and over her nipples, feeling them harden. She sways to the music, enticing him.

He swallows hard and squirms as she takes a couple of steps away from him, turns her back towards. Her hands rest on the dress, then she very slowly begins to push it down over her hips, bending as she lowers the dress, swaying her hips from side to side. She looks over her shoulder and winks at him. He's speechless.

The dress slides down farther.....she bends more, stopping when it touches the floor. She lifts one leg out and apart from the other one, then slowly shakes her behind at him.

"Good God," he chokes out as he licks his dry lips, his breathing labored.

She gyrates her hips slowly and provocatively, glancing back at him. He can't help but stare at the round firm cheeks of her butt, and those long sexy legs, then between her legs.

"Damn, you are driving me crazy," he utters. "Mmmmm, I was hoping to do just that," she taunts, raising her eyebrows.

He stands up and walks towards her, undoing his pants at the same time, letting them drop.

She quickly stands up. "Not yet sweetie," she laughs, and points to the bed. He groans, steps out of his pants, and reluctantly goes and sits down on the edge of the bed. This time she follows him, and as he sits down, she lifts her left leg onto his lap, and unhooks the stocking from the garter belt.

His hands touch her ankle and creep up her leg to the top of the stocking. She tingles all over at his touch. He peels it off very slowly... his eyes never leaving hers.

Before she can move her foot, he grabs her and gently tosses her onto the bed. He takes both of her hands in one of his and holds them over her head. She gives him that innocent, terrified look. He laughs... he's no fool.

"Now we will deal with your teasing," he grins as he kisses her gently, her lips soft and sweet against his. His fingertips, scarcely touching her skin, wander down her body, to her breasts, tracing tiny circles around her nipples. She moans, and wiggles, trying to free her hands, but to no avail.

His hand slides lower, over her tummy. She quivers. He lifts his head and looks deeply into her eyes.

His fingers tug at the garter belt. "This will really have to come off," he grins, as he unsnaps the remaining stocking. Then with one flick of his fingers, he unclasps the garter belt, pulls if off, and tosses it on the floor.

He lets her hands go and kisses her again. Her short quick breaths let him know how turned on she is. His lips move from hers, to the hollow in her neck, gently biting and kissing, down to her breasts. His tongue flicks across each nipple, sucking first one, then the other into his wet mouth, blowing on them, watching them harden, then sucking on them again. He kisses the valley between them, moving to her tummy, his tongue swirling around in tiny circles, playing with the gold loop that pierces her navel, gently pulling on the delicate chain with his lips.

He remembers when she told him about it. He thought it was the sexiest thing, but never said anything to her. His fingers still working their magic, moving down her body, just touching the fine hairs, tickling and frustrating her.

His lips move lower, over to the remaining stocking...... her breathing is strained. He pulls it off, with his teeth, dropping it to the floor. He kisses up her leg, nibbling inside of her knee, then up to her hip, across to the other one, and down that leg. With each kiss, her body quavers.....goose bumps appear.

He can feel her heat as his mouth advances closer. He doesn't know how much longer he can hold out. He wants to please her so much. As his lips reach near their destination, he stops, and looks at her face....wet with perspiration, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, her fingertips lightly tracing her lips, her neck, then her breasts..... her hips moving a little, ..wanting,...waiting...... needing desperately.

His lips touch the top of her thigh, her legs parting instinctively. His warm breath drifts across her as he lays half on the bed, between them. His hands move up her legs, to her hips and under them, slowly drawing her closer to him.

The soft candlelight dances on her moist body casting seductive shadows on the wall. His lips and tongue begin to play over her...bit by bit at first, touching, tasting...then provoking her into a writhing frenzy. His mouth becomes more persistent in that one sensitive place, as he clasps her tighter. He can't get enough of her.

She can't hold back any longer, and cries out, lifting her head from the bed, arching her body.....squeezing her legs together and enclosing his head. The liquid flows from deep within her. Her body shakes erratically.

He tastes the champagne, letting it pass over his lips...... moaning as he draws the last drops of her sweetness. He listens to her breathing, still heavy, but slowing.....more relaxed.

As his mouth releases her, he watches her head fall back onto the bed. He places tiny kisses on her inner thighs, first one, then the other......watching her face....seeing her smile.....hearing her sighs...her body still quivering.