My head feels fuzzy. It has to be the medication because I've had no alcohol. Having you in front of me is making me crazy. I want you more in this moment than I think ever before.
I kneel before you, worshiping you. You are still in your skirt from work. I can feel your smooth leg from your ankles up to the edge of your skirt. Leaning down I kiss your feet through the openings of your shoes. Laying my tongue flat and ensuring that I am kissing every exposed inch.
I kiss and lick along your ankles, little nips at your Achilles tendon, lightly biting your calves. I remove one shoe at a time, licking and sucking your toes, even through your pantyhose. I've never wanted to suck toes before, and worship your feet.
I move up to the knees. You are backed against the wall as I move my head under your skirt. Kissing above the knee, licking your thighs, tasting your skin and wanting these damn pantyhose gone.
I slide my hands up under your skirt, then pull the top of the pantyhose down, moving them off of your sweet thighs. My mouth now has unobstructed access. I lick and suckle, moving up your thigh. With the pantyhose gone, I lift the skirt up towards your hips, exposing your lacy boy short panties. I can see your wet center through the lace panel in the panties. I want you out of these panties now.
I reach around and find the zipper on your skirt, opening and dropping it to pool at your feet. My hands immediately finding and separating your butt cheeks. I love the feel of your bum as I bury my nose and tongue onto your crotch through your panties, teasing you with my tongue as I search for and find your clit through the fabric.