fiona walked out of the bathroom,high heels in her hand to where michael sat.
michael was in his white dress shirt and was hunting for his neck tie and any socks which were black,even if they werent a pair.
"im having trouble with my dress",she said."could you fiddle with my zip?"
"sure."he replied.
fiona walked to him with a flirtish smirk,turned her back to him ,
cocked her hips and held her hair above her neck.
with a wriggle and a twist,she made the dress drop down a little and gape a lot."just fiddle",she whispered.
michaels gaze was lured over to the swoop of fionas shapely back,the rich crepe of her midnight blue dress accentuating the softness of her flesh as it clung to the curves not already looked knew he had an erection but he refused to even look at it,mind over matter,ignore it and it will go only a only fi.
ONLY FI?yea right
how could he not look at her bare legs,her red nails all glossy and red,the high heels in her hands...just do up the zip michael!not like she asked to hook her bra strap or something.
zippidy doo da
the zip stuck a few inches from the top.
"bummer" fi said,putting her hands behind her neck to try to shift the zip.
"hang on"michael whispered gently ran the zip down again,and up and down again and finally back,the dip of her waist,the curve of her hips,the contours of her bottom,her bra strap on the middle clasp,a small brown mole on her left shoulder .the frenzy of affection building up inside of him!
but he did it!
she tured to face him now and
lifted her arms to wrap them around his placed her hands at her faces only inches apart. she moved him closer,brushed her lips against his and whispered,"thankyou-michael."michael smiled at her,"your welcome fi."he whispered pressed her mouth aginst his lips , hers were wet and burning hot her soft hair brushed against his face. she kissed him harder and harder,deepening it as she arched her back to press her breasts against his chest. she was good at seducing him and she was well aware of that-and so was michael.
the kiss lasted an eternity but finally she let go."we should go" she said,breathing hard and smiled up at him-that sexy smile.
before michael could say anything his cell phone rang. he was out of breath but managed,"yea sam?"
he saw fiona put on her heels and catwalk to the door.."your late mikey!"
"you think i dont know that."he replyed."whats wrong?"sam questioned,worried."i was captivated..."siad michael.