The allure of the cougar (Part II)
After almost 18 months apart, our phone conversations had rekindled our passion and for the first time, I felt like I was no longer chasing her. It felt like she was mine -- the feelings felt like they were mutual. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. She had agreed to pick me up from the airport when I came back into town and we began to count days until we would see each other.

Seated cozily on the couch, we talked for hours over a bottle of wine. We discussed work, life, family and everything else in between. "I've really really missed you. You can't imagine how I feel being close to you right now. It's like the veil between fantasy and reality has been lifted all of a sudden.", I said. She smiled, leaned in closer and put her head on my chest as I ran my hands down her back and her sides, up and down. I kissed her forehead and leaned in to kiss her lips properly once again. There were no apprehensions, no resistance, no control -- it all came so naturally. I was a bit nervous about exploring her body properly -- I was afraid she might take it the wrong way and get upset. I held back as long as I could but eventually, my hands wandered to cup a feel of those bountiful breasts I had fantasized about so many times. At first her hands caught mine as she tried to resist. I refrained for a while but as we both got lost in the kiss, I found myself caressing her whole body gently. First her back and then her belly, rubbing gently in circular motions as our tongues waltzed together. Soon, my hands were cupping her breasts but this time, she let go. She just kept on kissing as I continued to fondle them gently each time trying to find the nipple from outside her blouse.

I directed my kisses towards her navel as I continued to move lower on her. I gently unbuttoned her trousers and tried desperately to peel them off with as much grace as I could muster. The pleasant sight of her pink underwear spurred me on to continue to explore her. I kissed her feet and moved up her shins and finally found my head buried in her thighs, kissing every inch gently.
I wasn't sure she would let me go any further so at a point, I simply stopped. Our eyes met and her gaze told me everything. We had already crossed the line so we might as well go all the way. I took my seat beside her once again and soon I could feel her hands unbuttoning my shirt and caressing my chest. Soon her hands were undoing my belt buckle. Within moments, my erection was visible and she stroked and kneaded as we continued to kiss. I slipped a hand down her panties and within moments my fingers were drenched in her juices.
(To be continued)
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