Valentine's Day - Sex Stories

Valentine's Day

... herself momentarily. Bruce sat for a few minutes, his pants getting tighter, as he wondered what Heather might be up to in the bathroom. When she returned his eyes grew wider. To outward appearances nothing had changed, but his eyes could now spy the hint of an outline where her nipples raised the dress in a shimmering circle. Heather grinned and gave a little jiggle in the quiet corner where they were seated. The movement of her breasts was beautiful in the candle lit gleam of the dress, and for his eyes only. He squirmed in his seat as desert arrived and they ate. She squirmed a bit as well, both of them excited by the excitement of the evening. When the check came she leaned over and whispered "I'll meet you outside, bring my purse please." Then she stood up and he watched her ass shimmer as she went into the bathroom again. Confused, Bruce took a quick peek into Heather's purse. He saw her favorite blue bra inside and her blue satin panties as well! It was his turn to blush red as he snapped the purse closed and looked around guiltily. The waiter brought the receipt and he hurried to get to the front of the restaurant. He felt oddly out of place leaving in such a hurry and then waiting on the front walk outside. Luckily there were very few people around this evening. Heather came out and slid her arm in his as she reclaimed her purse. She grinned at his obvious excitement and knew he had peeked. "Were you a good boy or did you peek?" she asked as they walked back out ...

... onto the river walk. Bruce wasn't entirely sure what the right answer was, but knew he had been set up so answered truthfully. "If it is a bad boy you want tonight, I must admit I peeked." He wrapped his arm around her and felt the soft mound of her breast press against his side. Heather wrapped her arm around his waist as they walked down to the edge of the river and along the path. The waves gently lapped at the concrete along the side of the walkway, filling the night with a quiet serenity that was mirrored by the moonlight beginning to reflect off the water. They quietly enjoyed the motions of their two bodies melded together for a short distance and then sat on a small wooden bench. Bruce pulled her close as they sat, his left arm wrapped around her shoulders. As they sat he gently rubbed the outer edge of her breast with his thumb. Heather enjoyed the feeling of his touch for a little while before quietly pointing out, "Your rubbing might get a gal excited." Bruce slipped the thumb over to brush across the nub of her nipple. "Your teasing has already gotten this guy excited." He leaned in and kissed her gently. Her response was a muffled moan into his lips as they kissed. He lifted his right hand to join the left, massaging her through the smooth silky material of her dress. Their lips sealed as their passion rose along with the breeze. The cool wind off the river countering the rising heat of their bodies. Bruce broke the kiss, both of them panting a bit for air. "You are ...