they turned. He realized in that moment she hadn’t had any panty-lines.
Richard looked down into her eyes and kissed her. Stopping their movements, they embraced and kissed passionately on the darkened dance floor. Their tongues were the only things still dancing. They explored each other’s mouths in a salsa of sensuality.
Finally removing her tongue from his mouth she told him, “I really like you Richard. You make me feel so good, so warm. I can be myself and you don’t mind. I really like that.”
“Well you are a lot of fun, and to be honest you have a fire in you that is appealing. I would definitely like to get to know you better.”
Fred decided to wake up at that moment. “Ummm, you can obviously see that I feel an attraction to you…and so does Fred.”
“I don’t want the night to end like this,” Linda said as she looked back into his eyes.
Richard pulled Linda against his warm body. His chest pounded as he squeezed her tight.
She grabbed his butt and she felt him clench in the passionate moment. Her eyes closed as their mouths melted together. The song had ended and the DJ had turned on the lights. The rest of the people stood staring at them.
Embarrassed and laughing, they grabbed a bottle of wine and a couple glasses from the bartender and hurried out the door.
Steve sat alone in the corner of the room, seething with anger. He was sitting at a table drinking martinis and had watched Linda with Richard. Jealousy and depression had him drunk with anger and sadness. The martinis just had him drunk and drooling.
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Richard held the wine and glasses and Linda caught sight of the pool area and the deserted hot tub. She took a quick look around and saw nobody else there, and the trees and bushes pretty much surrounded the area.
“You ever skinny-dip?” she asked playfully.
“Uhh, no. Not really.”
Linda opened the gate to the pool. She led him toward the water and pushed him down. She pulled her blue silken top up and over her head, revealing her pert breasts and firm tummy. She tossed it onto Richard’s head like a hat.
Richard sat dumbfounded and awe-inspired as she slipped out of her skirt. This revealed the lack of underwear.
Linda dabbed her toe into the water and dove in. Richard watched and sipped his wine, seeing her flow through the water as if she belonged in it. “Poetry in motion” was a phrase that had been coined for her, he thought.
She pulled herself out of the pool and scurried into the bubbling hot tub and motioned with her finger to Richard to join her. “Come here, you bad boy.” She giggled as Richard stumbled over to the tub, holding her clothes and the wine as he walked.
Linda leaned on her arms and waited in the hot tub as Richard unbuttoned his loud Hawaiian shirt. Impatiently, she unbuckled the straps on his sandals and ran her hands up his legs to his thighs. Her face was level with his crotch. As he peeled his shirt off, she undid his pants and they fell to the ground. Gasping, she saw them…
Spiderman boxer shorts . At first she smirked but then laughed aloud as she figured it fit him.
He pulled his feet free from his pants. Linda reached into the flap of the boxers and looked up in surprise as she grasped the length of his cock. He was all she expected and more. She held firm onto the growing length of his cock. He was wonderful. She nuzzled her face against his groin and breathed in his scent. She pulled her hand out of his boxers and tugged them down his legs; her mouth seemed drawn to taste him.
In slow motion she took the tip of his cock in her mouth and savored its taste. Slowly she inched her way down its length, letting her tongue glide under the pulsing vein as it filled her mouth. Halfway down she pulled her head back, making Richard moan. She could see the delight in him. Again she slid his length back into her mouth. Grabbing his hips, she pulled him deeper into her mouth, almost gagging from the fullness.
Richard looked skyward,