Chapter 3

Joe looked down at the woman before him; a woman asking for him to take her to a place she had never been before. As she looked up at him, Joe saw the fire breathing dragonness of a few minutes earlier awaiting him eagerly, like a timid schoolgirl. Joe found himself wondering….which would he encounter in the throes of passion?

Kneeling down beside her, Joe began to kiss her forehead tenderly, leaving a trail as he reached her lips. Her lips, lush and inviting, parted as he brought his down upon them. Their tongues began to intertwine, as Joe ran his hands around the luscious curves of Margarita’s body. When their lips parted, Joe straddled Margarita and began to unbutton her white high collared blouse. Margarita, her eyes burning with desire, went to unbutton Joe’s pants, which were so close, but its contents still so far away…..

Joe grabbed her hands as she tried to unfasten his straining pants. “Control, Margarita. Who’s in control right now? Me. Close your eyes and just feel….feel what I’m about to bring to you……he whispered huskily. Just take it all in.” Margarita nodded as she closed her eyes and awaited all that Joe would give to her.

Continuing where he left off, Joe slowly unbuttoned the blouse, pushing the sleeves off of her shoulders, revealing her soft, white skin. Taking his finger, he traced an outline around her nipples, still concealed by her undergarment. Margarita found herself taking in every touch, feeling sensations she never allowed herself to experience before. Joe continued, brushing his lips against the nape of her neck, nibbling on her earlobes softly, until he heard Margarita’s soft moans of pleasure.

Deliberately, Joe removed the straps of Margarita’s bodice, pulling it down to her waist, and exposing her supple, firm breasts. Joe was enraptured by their beauty, and proceeded to straddle her once again and playfully suckle each teat, bringing them to attention. He then hungrily took each into his mouth, his tongue circling each nipple until Margarita cried out in pleasure. “Joseph! Joseph! Ohhhhh…” she moaned. Joe covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply.

Joe then proceeded to shed his own shirt, exposing his tanned, muscled chest. Margarita again went to touch Joe, bringing her head up to grab his nipple, but Joe again whispered ”Control” and stood above her. He then removed her shoes, and rolled down each stocking, until her legs were bare. He then took each leg, kissing them until he reached her thighs. Margarita looked at her attentive lover, and smiled. As she closed her eyes once again, she found herself tingling with excitement at the thought of what would happen next.