The Protege chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 4

... silk but looked shimmering soft as well. I wondered what the skin on her thighs felt like as she turned toward the kitchen. I'll get the wine and snacks.

As I watched her turn her breasts protruded nicely as they bounced, in unison. Her ass was twice as wide as Cynthia's but shapely sexy at the same time. I shook my head and broke my gaze. My inner voice yelled out. "She's your best friend Alecia! Get control of yourself!" I told myself. "You just miss Cynthia. Focus on her and keep your eyes and hands to yourself."

We flipped on Hallmark and sat facing one another with our knees on the sofa. I brought out a blanket that we shared. That seemed to help, but as we downed the first bottle of wine, I could not break the lock my eyes had on hers. She released the ponytail and let her amber hair down against the pale skin of her shoulders. Her neck looked so soft and smooth, her lips full and damp.

Our knees touched and I pushed ever so slightly forward to keep contact with her warmth. I just listened as she told me all about her job and her travel plans to Florida in the coming weeks. I caught a whiff of her perfume and my thoughts went to leaning in, breathing her in deep as my nose gently brushed her neck before planting soft kisses.

I moved my knee slightly back and she extended her right leg straight out so that her calf pressed against mine that was bent back beneath me. Her skin was warm and soft. I swallowed hard and downed the rest of my wine glass. She ...

... quickly refilled me and smiled. My right elbow rested on the back of the sofa and I pushed my upper body away from her and back against the couch as she seemed to be leaning in closer.

I listened as she told me all about the new job, the people she met and her role in the marketing team.

By the end of the second bottle we had tossed the blanket aside, the warmth of the wine had taken over. Beneath her silk top a slight roll of her belly poked through with a slit of her belly button visible as well.

Why was I picturing pulling up her top, tossing it aside, leaning her back on sofa and making love to my best friend? Why did I want to throw caution to the wind and kiss every inch of her? Her lips full and pink screamed for my tongue to press through and kiss her long and hard. I wanted to pull that string on her silk shorts and pull them off her curved hips.

My pussy was warm and wet as I imagined her lips parting, welcoming my tongue as I laid her slowly back, settling on top of her. Her legs stretching and spreading as I lay between them...

My heart raced and I melted into her hypnotic blue eyes. That cute round nose even begged for a kiss. Her voice faded into the background, as her beautiful face surrounded by her glistening amber hair seemed to glow before me.

My breathing was erratic, and my heart pounded in my chest as she leaned in. She was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes and parted my lips as her voice returned me to reality.

"... so grateful for all ...