Scott had met Ginger, a cute, little brunette, with a knockout figure, at her office about two weeks ago, while on a sales call. The beauty of her soft, long brown hair and abundant, firm tits, which bulged temptingly against her tight sweater, immediately turned him on. Ginger had been getting a drink at the water fountain when, as she was bending over the stream, the back of her slit skirt rose up, revealing her little, round buttocks covered only by a pair of very sheer, white panties.
When she turned around, Ginger could see that Scott had gotten an erection and she spent the rest of the afternoon, "accidentally" rubbing against the hard bulge his rigid cock had formed in his pants.
His cocked throbbed as she would brush past him, rubbing his engorged member with the soft material of her clothing. He could feel her hot skin through the thin material of her dress, which drove him to an intense state of arousal. His erect penis painfully pushed against his confining trousers, driving him crazy with lust.
Scott thought he was going to come when, while he was sitting at a desk Ginger walked over and leaned against his shoulder, pushing her pelvis against him. With her warm body pressing against him, she asked him to come to her apartment for dinner that night. Scott became so excited with her little body pressed against him; he could barely answer her.
Later that night he went to Ginger's' apartment. She answered the door wearing a short, pink, silky lounging robe. "Come in Scott, and sit down in the living room." She said softly. "I haven't finished dressing yet." She confessed as he looked at her long brown hair hanging around her shoulders.
She had the robe loosely tied and the light material moved rhythmically with her bobbing breasts, as she showed him to her living room. She sat in a chair across from him, carefully adjusting her loose robe around her legs.
"I am glad you came, Scott, and I'm sorry I'm not dressed yet." she said softly, laying her hands on her lap.
"That's ok, Ginger, I don't mind waiting." he answered politely, as he explored the fleshy breasts peeking past her robe.
"I won't be very long. Just make yourself comfortable and I'll be back in a minute." she said softly.
Ginger got up to get dressed and as she rose, her short robe opened, exposing her left breast. The round, upturned titty bounced proudly, as the hard, brown nipple rotated in little circles on her soft, fleshy mound.
She then, quickly twirled toward her bedroom, forcing the hem of her robe to fly up and giving the already excited Scott, a peek of her little, round ass. She had not worn panties and it made Scott even hornier, watching her little buns, flashing white above her long, slim legs and high heels.
As she walked into the bedroom, Scott noticed she left the door partially open and he could see her reflection in a mirror, looking over the clothes in her closet.
He watched as Ginger selected a light blue, sheer blouse and a white micro-mini skirt. She then, turned around and loosened the tie on her silk robe. The robe fell to the floor, exposing to Scott in the reflection, her delectable, firm titties and below, her narrow waist, and delightfully flared hips.
She had a completely shaved pussy and Scott could make out the beginning of the dark crack at her vagina through the reflection in her mirror. Her soft, white, well formed legs drove him crazy, as he eyes locked in on the reflected image.
Her long, brown hair fell over her shoulders and partially covered the swelled tops of her breasts. As he watched her dress, Scott noticed his cock had became very hard and he brought his hand down to massage the aching member.
Scott was rubbing his cock through his pants as he watched her put on the transparent blouse, slowly buttoning each button, stopping briefly to lewdly rub her breasts. She pinched her nipples through the blouse until they were hard and then, smoothed the peek-a-boo material down across her breasts. His rubbing became more intense as she stepped into the skimpy, little skirt, fastening it around her narrow waist. As she stepped out of the bedroom, Scott quickly took his hand away from his lap.
"Would you like to come out to the kitchen with me, while I finish cooking the roast in the oven?" she asked, standing like a vision, with her hands clasped behind her back.
As she walked toward the kitchen, Scott watched her move gracefully across the floor, her short skirt bouncing slightly, exposing the girlish curves of soft flesh at the top of her legs.
He followed her to the kitchen and took a seat at the table. He watched her as she busied herself at the large range along the wall next to the sink. Her skirt would sway temptingly, across the tops of her smooth thighs as she moved, back and forth from the refrigerator to the range.
"I was wondering if you have been a salesman for very long, Scott," she said, as she busied herself at the stove.
"Yeah, for about four years." he answered quietly, distracted by her legs under the tiny skirt.
"You must meet all kinds of interesting people in your work." she added, busy at the stove.
