Chapter 1
We slid into the backseat, and as John told the taxi driver the address of the hotel, I felt him move over next to me, and I startled a bit as he slid an arm over my shoulders. Relax- I told myself. I settled back into the embrace, and moved my arm to rest my left hand on his thigh. My painted nails moved as they stroked softly along his trousers, and I felt him shift a little bit. The feeling of femininity grew in me, as I looked at my pretty hand on this man’s leg. My nail polish reflected the passing lights.
I could feel myself growing hard against the soft panties I wore beneath my tights, and told myself again to relax, to keep it together. I breathed deeply, slowly willing myself away from the orgasm I could feel building. Just being this close to a man was bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I was overwhelmed with the feeling of being a beautiful woman in the arms of this handsome man I had met just a few hours ago.
His fingers stroked the upper part of my right arm, tracing a small circle on my skin. As I turned to look into his eyes I smiled, and parted my painted lips softly, my heart beating faster…















