Abbie invites Adam to get more intimate with her body

The contact was electric. Both of them felt it. Abbie could sense her heart rate rising. And Adam, who was already getting aroused by the conversation, felt a surge in his pants as his cock twitched and pulsed.

Abbie looked down at herself. She could see that one side of her dress was now a bit more loosely draped on her body than it had been a moment ago. From her vantage point, she could see a bit more down the front of it, but Adam could not. She looked up again to make eye contact with him.

"Did that meet your expectations?" asked Abbie. "I mean, was it my shoulder that you were fantasizing about?" She giggled lightly, knowing full well that it was not.

Adam chuckled. "I thought you didn't play games."

"Only when everyone involved knows what the game is." Abbie took a deep breath. "And I think we both know what the game is, don't we?"

Adam shook his head. "I think so?" He paused, choosing his words. "I don't want to make a wrong move."

"I don't think there's a wrong move," Abbie said. "Was it my shoulder you were fantasizing about?" she repeated.

Adam hesitated briefly, but then said, "No."

"I didn't think so."

Abbie took another deep breath. Her body rose and fell. She lifted her chin a bit, drawing attention to her chest as she inhaled. Adam touched her bare shoulder and then allowed his fingers to slowly trickle down the front of her body. As he reached the edge of the cloth of her dress, he pushed his fingertips against her skin. As he did, the loose cloth of the dress fell away a bit more, and then a bit more, and almost without touching the dress itself, the material fell almost completely away from Abbie's body, catching against her skin just above her nipple. The friction of her hardened nipple against the inside of the material stopped the dress from falling further off her body, so even as she breathed deeply and her chest expanded and contracted, the loose cloth stayed in place, just barely shy of exposing her breast.

She stood there for a while, just breathing, in and out, in and out, feeling her body, feeling the dress itself not give way. She smiled at Adam.

"It's a stubborn dress, isn't it?" she said, giggling a bit.

Adam chuckled. "It certainly is."

"Maybe it needs some encouragement."

Adam reached his hand out toward her again, this time more firmly touching her skin just above her barely-covered breast. As he touched her, Abbie's breath shook a bit. Adam moved his hand down, his fingers at first slipping under the material of the dress. As he shifted his hand, fully groping her breast in his palm, the dress finally gave way, falling limply down toward Abbie's waist.

Adam ran his hand across Abbie's naked breast, rubbing his thumb along her nipple, gently squeezing her, taking full advantage of her willingness to give herself over to him.

"You're comfortable with this?" he asked her quietly, wanting to make sure, but not wanting to break the moment.

Abbie nodded. "Mm-hm," she murmured. "Are you?"

Adam chuckled. "I think so." He put his other hand out and onto the opposite dress strap. With less performance, but still not rushed, he gently pushed the strap off her shoulder, and pulled it down her arm. The rest of the dress peeled away from her body easily, and Adam moved his hands to her waist and took a good look at her naked boobs.

"Can I ..." Adam began.

"Yes," said Abbie easily.

Adam laughed. "I didn't even finish my question."

Abbie smiled at him. "I know."

"So either it doesn't matter what I was going to ask or you trust that it's okay with you, whatever it was."

"Or both."

"Or both," Adam said, nodding in agreement. He moved his hands back up to Abbie's tits, taking one in each hand. He held his palms underneath, feeling their weight, admiring their firm touch, their slight bounce, and Abbie's hardened pink nipples.

"Just checking," said Abbie, "but the real thing is better than your imagination, right?"

Adam sighed blissfully. "Yeah. Much better."

"Good." Abbie shifted a bit closer to Adam, wrapping her arms behind his neck, draping herself on him. "Just in case you need a closer look."

Adam grinned, and bent forward. He brought his lips to one of Abbie's breasts, kissing her delicately. He placed several kisses along her skin, gradually moving toward her nipple. While circling the areola with small kisses, he flicked his tongue out to tease her nipple, poking at it, feeling how firm it had become. He moved to the other side, kissing and licking again, this time taking her nipple in his mouth to suck it briefly.

"Mm," moaned Abbie. "That feels nice."

Adam continued to caress Abbie's breasts as he kissed her chest, periodically moving back and forth from one to the other. As he did, Abbie found herself rubbing Adam's head idly with her fingertips, lightly stroking his shoulders and arms. She rolled her head around, getting more and more aroused by Adam's attention on her breasts, and not having an outlet herself, writhed and wiggled in his arms.

Gradually, Adam worked his way up Abbie's body, kissing her chest and then her neck. He continued groping her breasts with one hand, putting the other behind her head as he held her close to him. In one quick move, he pulled her against him, her naked body pressed to his, and put his hands behind her, one on her back and one on her ass.

As she landed against his body, Abbie felt his cock straining against his pants, pressed against her leg. She slowly moved a hand down the front of his body and touched him there, lightly gripping him through his pants.

"Mm," she hummed. "I'm glad to know I have an effect on you."