Karen led Alex through the front door of her house and he closed the door behind them. As he turned away from the door she turned to face him and he dropped his coat to the floor. Karen was looking into his eyes and stepped towards him to take hold of his shirt with both hands. She had felt his body when they had met, had felt it as they waited for the bus to take back to her home. She had seen it on pictures and on the internet as they spoke. Now it was here and she wanted to see it in life, see her own fingers touching the lines of definition upon him.
Alex lifted his arms a little to make it easier for her to remove his shirt, then reached out to take hold of her waist. Karen knocked his hands aside and said "Wait." She looked back into his eyes and slid her left hand inside the front his waist band, her right hand undoing the buttons of his jeans.
As they had spoken of he was travelling without underwear, she already knew this from the bus journey, where she had first felt him. Her fingers began to stroke him and soon he was reaching high and hard, Karen playing with the swollen purple head with the tips of her fingers. She then reached down the length and took hold of the shaft. With a firm grip she led him through to the lounge.
Once in the lounge she positioned him to sit on the sofa, his length still in her hand. She leant forward and kissed him on the lips pushing him back and he fell slowly back into the sofa. Not releasing him Karen straddled his thighs. She raised her right hand to his left shoulder holding him back as she stroked his shaft. Karen looked down and watched as her work would lift the fore skin up and down the purple swollen head. After a few more moments she released him and then stood.
"Wait there" she said "I'll be back in a moment." With that she turned and left the living room.
As Alex waited for Karen to return he stood, removed his footwear and his jeans before sitting back down as she had left him.
When Karen re entered the room she was wearing the fishnet outfit, it covered her to the thighs and covered her very sensually.
Alex was stuck as to what to take in, her legs long and smooth, his first full view. He became even harder in anticipation of having those legs wrapped around him, his waist and his face. The way the net moved as she walked, it was obvious she wore no bra.
Karen straddled him as before pulling the net down in front of her so he couldn't see any more than she was wanting to show him. She took hold of his hands and placed them under her knees to be sure that he couldn't be reaching out to her and touching her before she was ready to let him.
Once his hands were secure she reached between his thighs with her right hand and began to feel the sack at the base of his shaft, the fingers of her left hand stroking the length he had for her.
She watched her hand again as it stroked and wrapped itself around him, she leant forward as though she was going to kiss him but changed direction just before contact. Alex blinked barely able to control himself and turned his face to try and catch her lips with his, Karen pulled back, her right hand lifting from its' massaging of his sack and placed it on his chest pushing him back in the sofa.
Her left hand still stoking him she began to lift the fishnet with her right hand. The top opened slowly. Alex was unable to take his eyes from her cleavage. The outfit opening, yet still covering the nipples that both could see and Karen could feel hardening. The last button became free and Alex saw that she was wearing a light blue pair of shorts beneath.
Karen lifted the net over her head and let it fall from her right shoulder and withdrew her arm, which she then switched with the left hand that was still stroking Alex's length. The net the fell from her left shoulder and to the floor. She moved in closer to him still trapping his hands beneath her knees.