In a sort of waking dream we dance our way right through the pylist culminating in the all cssic The Way You Look Tonight. My head on her bosom and my eyes closed I heless tio lead with just the occasional corre by Heather. Somewhere along the my hand leaves hers so that I could hold her with both arms, my hands resting at the top of her buttocks, while her arms encircled my shoulders and back. Ohhh how cozy it was enveloped in her soft warmth. Within my limited repertoire of moves I do what I to keep things from gettiitively dull, but truth be told we could have just been rog ba forth in pd I would have been one happy guy. I’d never really uood the appeal of dang until now, until her. Her smell was divine, her thick voluptuous body a bountiful gift from above, and the way she touched me and occasionally kissed my head or the bay neck was simply heaven oh.

  She asked me earlier if I felt ‘soft’. I wasn’t just soft, I utty in her hands. And I wouldn’t want it any other way. Though heightened by the hohe sensation of gentle submission touched something withihat just felt…right. Dormant seeds hidden in the creviy soul were finally given the freedom to bloom thanks to Heather’s warm light. I’d started the evening trying to be strong and show some trol but the longer we dahe more I just wao let go…to free myself of worry and responsibility…to give myself to her pletely. As we sway in each other’s arms the thought of submission to someone so beautiful and g was even more addictive than the honey.

  The ds with the closing notes of the st song and still we dance for a minute or two as I didn’t want this moment to eually Heather brings us to stop. Lifting my head from her boobs for the first time si went down I look up into her eyes and smile.

  “That was really nice.” I whisper.

  “Lovely.” She whispers back as she pys a finger across the bangs of my hair. A ge had e over her. A hunger g her that no amount of tacos could ever satisfy. “Although I’m afraid our moonlight stroll may have to wait a bit.”

  I chuckle as I kly what the dey was. Though it was accurate to say I was feeling soft that didn’t go for what was going in my shorts where everything was rock hard. Whearted our dance we’d already beeed but the arousal of moving and rubbing together with our bodies pressed tight had brought us both to full mast. One of the most uhings of slow dang with Heather was feelieadily getting harder against me. With irls I could have danced cheek to cheek, but with Heather in heels it was cock to cock. There was something so viscerally fttering to be able to see and feel a woman’s arousal. Especially such sizable arousal!

  “What do you suggest we do about our, um, dey?”

  She nuzzles into my neck for a sniff and a smooch. “Mrrrmmm!” Stepping back she looks me up and down as her right hand snakes down my chest and stomach. “Mmm. You’ll five me for my boldness. I don’t want to spoil our romantic mood.” She griively. “But I suggest you be a good boy…” Just as she says ‘boy’ she grabs my hard cock through my pants! “…a me take care of this for you.”

  “Oh!” I gasp.

  “Ohhh, Elliot.” She s, her hand tightening around my rod. “You’re driving me mad. I ’t stand it. I ’t wait any longer. I want to see you squirm. I want to hear you moaning my name. I want to smell your cum on the air.”

  “Oh my God! Heather!”

  “I ’t help myself, baby. You’re too much. Every instinside of me just wants to make you feel soooo good.”

  “Oh, geez.”

  “So how about it, handsome man?” She says with a slow, firm stroke. “You gonna be a good boy for Heather?”

  My head is nodding yes before she’d even finished her question. “Yes, Ma’am!”

  “Oh, sweetie.” Keeping a hold of my penis her free hand takes one of mine. Leaning in she kisses the ter of my forehead and whispers sweetly. “Thank you, baby.”

  Leading me by did hand she leads me to the sofa, stopping along the way to restart the music, where she begins to undress me. One by one she unbuttons my shirt, her eyes fring with lust as my chest is exposed, then she peels it off of me. She carefully ys the shirt over the arm of the couch. Pressing her alms into my belly she begins to caress my body. Her soft hands run up to my shoulders, down my arms, around my bad up over my shoulders again befliding down to stop on my pecs. She almost seemed in a trance as she stared at my flesh, a funny little smile on her full lips.

  “Soooo handsome.” She breathes. “You ’t know how cute you are when you blush.”

  “Oh, Heather.”

  I go to reach for her but she gives me a single shake of her head. “Let me look after you, baby. Let me py.”

  “But what about…?”

  “Me?” Her sultry grin widens. “Don’t you worry about me, baby. I’ll get mine when I’m ready.” The tips of her fingers gently trace down the sides of my pecs, swoops along the bottom, then straight up the middle. “You’ll think me old-fashioned. Rebecca says I am a relic because I like to look after my man first.” She lets out a soft ugh. “She’d say I’m a victim of the patriarchy or some such thing. Heh! I say I’m just looking after what’s mine. What she sees as weakness I believe is strength. What better feeling is there than looking after your special guy? Hm?” She rustles my hair. “To watch him surreo my touch. Do you know how strong that makes me feel?” Her thumbs find my tender nipples and oh so softly flit bad forth across them. “Is it s to want to smother my man with love? Especially when he’s being so soft for me. Workin so hard for me. Being such a gentleman to me. And being such a good boyyy. Doesn’t he deserve some love for all he does?” As her final sylble draws out she lightly cws down my tummy toward my buckle which she immediately begins to unfasten. “Just leave everything to me, handsome.”

  I wished I could have said something clever or sexy but the way she was talking to me and toug me and looking at me had my mental processes overheating. All I could do is stand there and obey and receive her tender affe. She was in full trol now. And it was WONDERFUL!

  After my belt she unzips my pants and pulls them dow over as she was she finds herself staring right at the tent in my underwear. “Goodness!” Her eyes fsh up for a sed before log bato my turgid five inches. “Oh!” She gasps, her eyes wide, as she pulls my undies down to have my boner spring up hard and strong. “Fuck I love your cock, baby.”

  “He, um, loves you too.”

  “A.” She give my dick a smooch. “Little charmer.” Kneeling in front of me she offers me her hands. After a moment of just gawking at the sight of her all done in her geous gown kneeling at my feet I slip my hands into hers. “Good boy.” Guidih soft pressure much like she’d do the beginning of our dance she brings me down to sit on the sofa. “There we go.” Sidling forward between my spread knees she settles in as fortable. Gazing up my naked flesh she lets out a long, hot breath. “Fuuuuck, baby. You don’t know what you’re doin to me right now. Mmmm.”

  Her hands glide up my thighs and keep going until they reach my chest where they cw back down again. Had her nails been long she would left pink trails behind them. But they weren’t long. In fact they short. Very short. Aly trimmed and manicured to perfect smoothness. Had she always worn her nails this way?

  “Mmmm.” I hum softly as her hands rub up the sides of my legs and along the fnks of my bare ass. The honey etering off but still my flesh dao her touch.

  Hooking her fingers around the base of my back she pulls me foreward. “Little closer, baby.” Sitting up I scooearer. She giggles and pces a hand on my chest to push my upper half back again. As I y back she tio pull until my butt was right up to the edge of the cushion and my shoulders sunk into the back of the sofa. “Just like that.” Her wide eyes drink in my cod balls…and taint… and finally my asshole that she could just see peeking out from the cushion. “Yes, baby. This will do nicely.”