Catherine makes the first move

Finally Catherine moved again, lifting her face from my shoulder and stepping back from me, looking at me speculatively. Her eyes red and puffy from crying looked searchingly into mine, a slight smile growing on her lips as she leaned in towards me and kissed me gently. This was all it took as I pressed my mouth firmly against her, kissing her fiercely.

At first I felt her body go tense again but as my unrelenting ardor increased, she relaxed and began to kiss back. We stood there pressing against each other desperately, our mouths tasting each other for a few long minutes as my hands began to slowly caress her back. As the kiss continued my hands slipped under her jacket, to caress her smooth skin through the flimsy fabric of her shirt. I moved my hand up until I felt the contours of her bra through the thin fabric, then finding the clasp quickly undid it. Her large breasts seemed to expand greatly as they were released from the constraints of her bra, and I felt their full weight pressed against my chest.

Catherine finally broke the kiss and looked at me, her face stoically still but her eyes betraying her burning passion. I smiled down at her then gently kissed her cheek, my mouth quickly moving to her ear which I nibbled on briefly. I then kissed and nibbled my way down her jaw line to her neck, my mouth working it's way slowly southward towards her heaving breasts. As my tongue found the crease between her fleshy globes, Catherine let out a deep sigh, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as I showered her sensitive skin with kisses. My hands moved down her back now, sliding over her large shapely hips to her ass. I began a slow massage feeling her pressing her hips backwards, pressing more of her ass into my hands.

As I continued to shower her tits with kisses, Catherine started making soft mewing sounds. Then with one long sigh, she cried out, "John,Touch me. I need to feel you in me." Never one to disobey my boss, I raised my mouth from her tits and sank to my knees in front of her, I moved my hands from her ass, sliding them down the length of her legs to her ankles the moved them back up, under the hem of her skirt. As I moved my hands up her legs, slowly, her skirt rose, bunching around her waist. The wrap started to come open, giving me a few quick glances of her shapely thighs. As my hands reached her hips, her skirt was completely open, the flap open wide enough so that I could see the entirety of crotch, coyly hidden behind her cotton panties.

Smiling up at her my hands moved to the inside of her thighs, then up to her wet center. I was amazed at the heat my hands felt through her panties. I ran my right hand across the expanse of her underwear, thrilling at the feel of her mound under the thin cloth. Catherine was looking down at me, her mouth slightly open, her eyes half closed from the pleasurable sensations I was giving her. Never breaking eye contact, I pulled the crotch of her panties aside to expose the engorged lips of her slit to my view. Her cit was large and swollen, peeking out from between her labia, defiantly challenging me to suck on it. I ran my hand across the length of Catherine's sex, my fingers just slightly parting her lips. I repeated this move a couple of times, before I inserted the tip of my thumb into her. Catherine gasped and tried to **** more of my finger into her but I held back, letting my thumb get moist with her juices. Catherine sobbed slightly as I withdrew my thumb.

She was ready. I had her hot and bothered and I knew I could do anything I wanted to her. Moving my thumb back to her cit, I began to toy with it as I inserted my forefinger into her cunt. This double ****, was too much for her, my thumb spreading her moisture on her throbbing clit as my finger roughly explored her hole. Soon Catherine was gasping for breath, sweat beading her forehead as I arched my finger against the walls of her vagina teasing her g-spot as my thumb made small circles around her clit. With a long drawn out wail, Catherine came, her juices wetting my hand and running down her thigh. I continued to massage her clit for the length of her orgasm, driving her into spasms of pleasure repeatedly. Finally I removed my hand from her moist center and ran both hands down her thighs, rubbing her juices into her thighs.

As her breathing returned to normal I stood in front of her, and gently leaned forward to kiss her. She responded languidly to my mouth, her eyes shut in pleasure. After a few short kisses I brought my finger up to her mouth, slowly tracing the contour of her lips leaving a snail trail of moisture behind. Then I pressed my mouth against hers again, tasting her juices for the first time from her lips. We kissed passionately, my hands seeking out her heaving bosom, roughly massaging her tits through her blouse, my fingers finding the hard nubs of her nipples and gently pulling on them. Catherine was enraptured with the way I was making her body sing, it had obviously been a long time since she had a lover as thoughtful as me.