We’d flirted for a few days, then had a drink after work. I can’t stop looking at her fabulous complexion and big brown eyes.

“My place or yours?” Shriti sounds nervous.

“I’m nearer.”

The summer evening paints my bedroom with gentle light. I stand behind her as we face the full-length mirror. Together, we watch my hands slowly unbutton her dress. The silver-grey lingerie looks fabulous against her dark brown skin.

She leans against me. “I love watching your hands in the reflection. They look almost ghostly against me.”

“Where do you want to be haunted?” Her silk-covered breasts are warm in my hands.

She twists her head and kisses me. “Everywhere.”

I unfasten her bra. She watches as I fondle her full breasts. She breathes deeply. “Touch me.”

I slip my hand down the front of her panties. “You’re all warm and ready,” I say.

“Maybe I got lucky.”

Her panties are around her ankles and my fingertips explore her.

“Can’t wait to see your head between my thighs.” She strokes my strawberry blonde hair.

“In the reflection?” I ask.

“Oh wow, yeah. It’d look like I’ve got angel’s pubes.”

I grin. “Help me out of my dress, then.”

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