You came over the other night. Just as it was starting to snow. You were a bit chilled so I fixed us an Irish coffee, to ward off your chill. Out of your coat and boots, we sit there together on the floor sipping our Irish coffee’s. As we’re talking you start to brush your hand along my arm and leg. I take your hand into mine, and kiss the back lightly. You smile as you flip your hand over and run your fingers through my beard. The sensation of this felt wonderful.

You then grab a handful of my beard and pulled me closer. Our lips met and you laid on a very passionate kiss. Setting our Irish coffee’s off to the side I cupped you face with my hands and gently kissed all over your face. You kept pulling me back to your mouth. You tongue darting and swirling with mine. Your hands playing with my beard, as they go crazy.

Laying back on the floor, we continue to kiss. I wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer to me, in a tight embrace. You roll me onto my back and straddle me. Sitting up more you start to take off your sweater. I swat your hands down telling you that I will do this when I’m ready. You give me a pouty look, so I give in and slowly, seductively remove your sweater. Holding it there over your head, I lean up and gently nibble at your breasts through your bra. A moan of pleasure escapes from you as you start to wiggle your hips against my groin.

Now your sweater is over your head, but I am still using it to hold your arms slightly behind you. You struggle a bit trying to remove your arms, but, for now I prevail, as you rub your trapped breasts into my face. After a few minutes you stop struggling and I release your sweater. Whipping your arms around you attempt to remove your bra, again I slap your hands away and do this myself. You bring your arms over your breasts and slide your bra off, giving me a coy smile.