What a fantastic view. Five floors up in a swanky hotel, standing on the balcony as the sun sets and the street lights come on below. It's a beautiful summers evening and I am enjoying the warm breeze as it plays with my hair and rustles my dress. Its just a simple little summer dress but I always feel so sexy in it. Maybe its because I know he likes it or maybe its because I am naked beneath it. I wonder what it would be like to make love, right here on the balcony where any one can look up and see us. I have often fantasised about having sex in public but have always been too scared to actually do it. This balcony would be perfect though. The people below couldn't really recognise me but they would be able to see a naked girl up here with her man. I am getting moist just at the thought of it.
He's behind me. I can sense it. He's not making a sound but I know he is there. He's watching me. He has told me before how he likes the light to come through my dress, showing the outline of my body.
I feel his breath on my neck. God, I just melt when he does that. My body trembles a little and a sigh escapes me as I think about him fucking me out here. I look down and see all the people rushing past on the street below. If one of them looked up now, could they see the lust in my eyes?
I arch my back, I want to feel him but he keeps the gap between us as his breath moves down my neck.
I can see his hands as they cup my shoulders, I can feel them on my skin, even though there must be an inch between us. It's like two magnets being pulled together.
God I love this man. He always knows what to do and when to do it. Every day is a surprise and everyday I love him more. I tremble again, like a shiver down my spine and my hands twist into fists as my tummy and my pussy seem to share electricity.
Those kisses to my neck are really getting me damp, I can feel my pussy squeezing, my boobs swelling. I feel the strap of my dress slip from my shoulder, replaced with his hot lips. If the other one falls, my dress will drop to the floor. Will he do it, Will he stand me here naked, let me be inspected by anyone who wants to look?
A small orgasm hits me, then another as I feel him take the other strap in his hand.
He stops, just stands behind me. He wants me to feel everything, he always wants that. He knows I love the anticipation, the fear. I stand up straight and look out over the city, too scared to look down in case someone is watching me, in case I catch their eye just as my dress falls.
I feel part of the strap fall on my shoulder and I gasp, the dress doesn't fall though. Maybe its my bullet hard nipples that are holding it up? It falls.
The cotton sliding down my body feels like a soft caress bringing up goose bumps all over me. The fresh air bringing a sensation I find hard to describe. Not just a sensation on the skin, more like a door opening in my mind and a new range of pleasures being opened to me and a sense of freedom to enjoy them.
I dare myself to look down and see if anyone is watching me. A woman walking arm in arm with her man glances up and our eyes meet. There is no shock in her eyes, just a smile on her face. A shiver of excitement goes through me.
