Tim put the car in gear and drove back to Anne's house with his right hand resting in her lap, clasped in her interlaced fingers. When he brought the car to a halt in front of her garage, Anne pulled his hand to her lips, giving it a soft kiss. Tim pulled her hand to his lips and gave it a kiss as well, but Tim held it just long enough to add a sensuous nibble. Anne's lovely lips smiled at him.
They adjourned to the house and headed upstairs to her suite. She told him that each of the five women living in the house had her own suite that included a large bedroom, a small sitting room, a full bath with a whirlpool and a kitchenette with a breakfast nook.
Tim told her it sounded more like a whole house. She said it just about was, but that they all had access to the common parts of the house that included the game room, kitchen, laundry and utility rooms downstairs. It was a great place and the only way any of them could afford it was by sharing the expenses.
She loved this place. Anne said the other girls had invited her to move in after Louie died. One of the other girls worked at her office and knew she needed a haven to hide in for a while. They had been very good to her.
She led him to the sitting room and invited him to sit on the couch while she got some drinks. The furniture was very comfortable. He relaxed as Anne poured two glasses of iced tea and returned the pitcher to the small fridge in the bar.
Tim watched her move as she brought him the tea. She was making a show of it. Not blatant, but sensual.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he breathed.
She approached and stood in front of him to hand him his glass. He noted that she had placed her feet so that his left foot was between hers and was pressing her knee against his. He set his glass on the end table, took her glass and set it aside as well. Taking her hands, Tim gently pulled them to his lips, causing her to bend over him.
He kissed both of her hands then looked up into her eyes. In so doing, those luscious breasts came into view. Her breasts hung in their full glory before him. Her eyes were pleading. Tim kissed her hands again. Anne knelt between his feet and leaned forward, resting her head on his chest.
Tim felt all of her that he could reach. His knees hugged her hips. His groin pressed into her belly and his stomach luxuriated in the feel of her breasts. Her head lay just below his chin. Her hair smelled clean and fragrant. Tim gently stroked her hair and marveled at how beautiful this all felt.
His cock began to stiffen as the warmth of Anne's body on his aroused him. He began to massage Anne's back and was rewarded with sighs of pleasure. A few moments later, Tim became more bold and pulled her blouse from under her waistband and continued the massage on her bare skin. This elicited more approval. He kissed her hair as he rubbed her back. Anne let this go on for a few moments, then straightened up.
Tim feared that she was cutting things short, but she told him to turn and lean back against the arm of the couch. Anne chuckled at his efforts to keep his shoes off of the couch. She put him out of his misery by kneeling again and removing his shoes, then pushing his left leg against the back of the couch. The first item of clothing had been removed and Tim hoped more would follow.
"There. Now stay like that so I can sit between your legs," she suggested.
Tim complied and was rewarded by the sight of Anne's derriere pointed at him while she lowered herself between his legs with her back to him.
"Could you continue the massage?" Anne asked.
More than willing to do so, but reluctant to be too bold right away, Tim started a scalp and facial massage. Anne started to say something, then said nothing as she enjoyed the light caresses and fascinating sensations in her facial muscles. Thinking that she had wanted him to be rubbing something else, Tim moved on quicker than he had wanted.
His hands traced a leisurely pattern that worked its way down to Anne's neck, then her shoulders. Tim held his breath as he then lowered his touch to her chest and to her breasts. She stirred noticeably, her breath increasing ever so slightly. Tim let his hands continue to her stomach. Anne took his wrists and moved his hands back to her breasts. Taking the hint Tim massaged her breasts briefly then abandoned the massage in favor of plain sexual stimulation.
Cupping each breast in a hand, Tim squeezed them through the satin blouse and marveled at how they overflowed his hands. His cock was now hard and digging into Anne's back. She squirmed, further stimulating Tim's cock. Taking bolder steps, he released her breasts and unzipped her blouse as far as her waist. The front of the blouse was still tucked into her skirt and Tim left it that way.
But he did pull her unzipped blouse to her sides and gave her breasts his full attention. Again Tim cupped her breasts and squeezed them. He pressed them together and loved the sight of the accentuated gaping cleavage. She moaned as Tim pressed them together. Tim flattened his palms and lightly brushed them over her nipples and was rewarded with a sharp gasp from her that said Tim had hit a nerve. The intake of breath caused her breasts to press into his palms.
Tim took both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and rolled them slowly. Anne's breath now became more rapid. Her chest rose and fell more sharply, giving him a visible reward for his efforts.
Tim turned his head to whisper in her ear. "Anne, you're gorgeous and I love watching your body respond." As he spoke, she tensed, grabbing his knees. Suspecting that her ears were sensitive, he started tonguing her left ear.
"More!", she breathed.
