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One Kiss Too Many

Date: 12/26/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: SCRUFFRILEY, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

The towel had lodged under a wing of her butterfly pin. I was able to wiggle it out. "Thank you," she said. Being so close to her, I looked at her mouth again. I couldn’t help myself. I became totally absorbed with those pouty, little lips. Actually her lips looked large and luscious. I could feel her breath on my face. We both became very quiet, and still, not knowing what the other person would do next. I slowly lifted my finger to her mouth, and gently touched her lower lip. "What?" she inquired. "Is there still some more chocolate on me?" I pulled her lip down, just to watch it spring up again. "No, it’s just… it’s just…" I stammered. "It’s just what?" she said. "It’s just that your mouth looks so kissable. I just want to kiss you." She looked at me, shocked. She clasped the door armrest, pulling back, pushing her head against the headrest. I leaned closer, and slowly put my lips on my finger that was touching her mouth again. I slowly moved my finger away, leaving nothing between our two mouths. I kissed her, ever so gently, then pulled back to see her reaction. She sat there, quiet, and holding her breath, with such a look of innocence on her face, like a little girl. But her alluring blue eyes belied her outward appearance of innocence. I sensed an inner sensual passion that she dared not release. I leaned forward and kissed her gently again. I looked in her eyes after that second kiss. Then I looked at her sweet lips again, kissing them. She remained perfectly still, ... holding her breath. I kissed her, again and again. "I’m married," she blurted out. "That’s okay. I don’t mind," I assured her. "I just can’t resist your mouth." This time, I held her head with both hands, and kissed her passionately on her mouth. She didn’t flinch. "You are so beautiful. I just want to keep kissing you." And I did. On about the fourth or fifth kiss, her lips opened, ever so slightly. I felt just the tip of her tongue slip between her lips. It was such a sweet, innocent feeling that it reminded me when a young girl taught me how to French kiss. I gently touched her warm tongue with mine. We gingerly kissed for a minute or so. "Don’t you care that I’m married?" she blurted out. "I thought you said you had no one to call. Which is it?" I replied. "My husband left us, but I’m still legally bound," she said, respectful of her wedding vows. "Well, I don’t want to make you feel guilty. It’s my fault. I just couldn’t resist. You are so beautiful, and your mouth, it’s so…..so sensual. I just want to kiss you all night. You could make me do anything you want," I confessed. I sat back a little. In the glimmering light, I noticed she was still wet from the rain. I saw that the top buttons of her sweater had popped open, with all the rubbing from the towel. I couldn’t help notice her white bra. It had a plastic clasp on the front. "Is this one of those snap-locks on your bra?" I asked, teasingly. I reached inside her open sweater with my left hand, and squeezed the snap ...