The Christmas Party - Sex Stories

The Christmas Party

... ripple as we move. He moves his hand round my back running it up then down. This causes goosebumps to explode over my skin. My breath shudders from my mouth in a soft moan. Teasing that girl has only succeeded in teasing myself. I am completely turned on. My breathing is heavy and my heartbeat is rapid. My body temperature has soared so much that I feel my face flushing. I run my nails down his back and grip his hair a little tighter. I hear his heartbeat give a thump and feel him harden slightly against me. 'This is gong too far now,' I think. Luckily the music comes to a stop. I use this opportunity to step back and thank him for the dance then I turn round and practically dash away. On my way out the door I give Giggles a wink. I get a death stare for my troubles. I'm glad to be out the room, out his arms. That was actually pretty intense. My heart rate slows as I walk towards the toilets. Breathing more normal I find the toilets empty. I splash water on my face and look at myself in the mirror. I was right, my face is flushing. ' Dammit ! What is wrong with me !? Why would I wind myself up like this !? Just to annoy some girl who's name I don't even know !' I think to myself. I take a deep breath, calming myself down. I fix the makeup that's sweltered off and make my way out the toilets. I get just outside and there he is. Waiting for me. "Why'd you dash away?" he asks. "Needed the toilet." I say looking behind me. "Really?" He steps up to me and looks me right in the ...

... eyes. "Yes." I lie. I step back and look away. "Are you sure it wasn't something else?" he steps closer again. "I'm sure." I lift my eyes to meet his and step back again. "You're a bad liar." he says taking another step closer. "That's not the first time I've been told that." I try to step back again but the door blocks me. He places one hand on the wall beside me. "I bet not." he drawls. I say nothing and just look at him. I want to say something smart -- sassy. Something that will break the tension. His eyes are mesmerizing. I can't break the hold and I can't think of anything to say. All I want is for him to kiss me. I lift my hand and place it on his chest to shove him back but instead I clutch at his shirt and pull him closer and kiss him. Softly at first but after getting no rejection I deepen the kiss. He steps right against me and slides his hand round my waist while I run mine up and into his hair. I can taste the wine he was drinking on his tongue, it's nice. I rub my body against him and moan softly. He deepens the kiss more and reaches behind me and opens the door backing me inside. He backs me against the sinks moving one hand to rub over my breast. Gripping my hips he hoists me up and onto the sinks. I wrap my legs around his waist and tighten my fingers in his hair. He breaks the kiss and begins skimming his lips down my neck. I moan, encouraging him on. His hands feel like they are everywhere. On my back, on my breasts, lifting my dress, running up my thigh, ...