High Rise Exhibitionist Chapter Four Part 1 - Sex Stories

High Rise Exhibitionist Chapter Four Part 1

... on vacation in the tropics since the background was crystal clear blue ocean water and a pure white sandy beach. Kay was wearing a floral print sundress, which showed her ample cleavage very clearly. Her hair was longer then but still teased to frame her lovely facial features. The remaining photos were of younger people who I assumed were nieces or nephews of Kay's.

I looked again at the photo of Kay and her husband when she returned from her bedroom.

"Are you checking out my family pictures, Allen?" Kay asked.

I turned to face her and could only muster an "uh-huh" in reply. My mind was frozen by the incredible vision of loveliness across the room from me.

Kay was wearing a black satin pajama set. The shirt was buttoned up the front, but she had left the top two buttons undone, exposing some of her soft, succulent cleavage. The shirt extended down over the waistline of the pajama bottoms, which rested just on top of her shoeless feet. Her hair was as before, perfectly framing her lovely features. As she slowly walked toward me, her full, ripe breasts swayed seductively, and her nipples began hardening, showing seductively through the black fabric. From the sway of her tits and the taut nipples pressing against the satin fabric, I knew she was braless.

She stopped a short distance from me and did a pirouette on the balls of her feet. "You like Allen?" she asked.

"Like, Kay? I love it! How much more classy could you look," I replied.

"I just love the feel ...

... of satin," Kay said as she moved closer.

I reached out and slid my hand down her arm. "I love satin too,” I remarked.

"I'm glad I have a lot of satin and silk, not to mention some lace thrown in for good measure," Kay replied.

As my hand slid up and down her satin-covered arm, Kay moved closer to me, her full breasts touching my shirt in front. She looked into my eyes and said, "Allen, let's sit down and get comfortable."

"Love to Kay," I answered, taking her delicate hand in mine and walking her to the large sofa in the middle of her living room.

I handed Kay her whiskey sour and took a healthy swig from my seven and seven. As I sat down, Kay turned sideways and curled one leg under the other. She leaned forward, allowing me, no, encouraging me to look down the open front of her black satin nightshirt. And look I did, staring lustfully at the succulent deep cleavage between her ripe breasts.

"You like that?" she asked, noticing that I was staring at her cleavage.

"Why, Ms. Dunlop, are you trying to seduce me," I said playfully

I reached for her delicate hand, and holding it softly in mine, I raised my drink in a toast.

"Here's to new friendships and erotic experiences," I said.

Kay clinked my glass with hers and said, "To friends' lovers and the art of seduction."

She took a sip from her drink and, with a free hand, slid a sexy fingernail along the open front of her nightshirt.

“Hmm… Katherine, that looks wonderful,” I said as I returned ...