A brief moment of desire…

As she talked about politics, the latest science around climate change and the philosophies that intertwine the two, I could only focus on her beauty — her caramel skin, dark eyes and full lips, accented with soft pink.

I wondered what her lips tasted like and if her tongue would aggressively want mine?

As we stood to say our goodbyes, I could imagine the roundness of her small breasts.

If she undid the buttons slowly for me, would she expose perfect orbs of flesh with dark areolas and nipples; when squeezed, would become long and erect?

If I moved her panties to the side, would her dark full lips give way to pink — would she spread her legs for me as she touched her clit; eventually bringing a finger to those rose lips to taste herself? Would she gasp slightly as I entered her? Would she moan and beg me to fuck her harder? Would she cum just before I did, and let our juices run down her leg?

Before we went our separate ways, we looked at each other for a long moment as if deciding to act on what we were thinking. It wasn’t my imagination that her nipples were a little hard as she walked away.

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