Make out

Sandy stands, her brown eyes locked on you, you almost can't help but feel a rabbit paralysed by a fox. In her heels she's about the same height as you, maybe even a little taller. Her red lips curved into a smile that invites so much more. She places her left hand on your right hip. With the other she reaches up, running her fingers through your hair. She tangles them up, holding your head in place as she slowly moves her face closer to yours. You can't pull your eyes from her red lips as she softly laughs and gently nibbles at her lower lip.

Finally your lips make contact, her grip becoming firmer to hold you against her. Her body slides closer and you feel her breasts against your chest. Her hips against yours. Her mouth opening and yours following suit, her tongue running over your lips. Your tongues meet and brush together, Sandy confidently wrapping her tongue over yours, sliding over it. Your mind races as you imagine what she could do with such a dextrous tongue elsewhere...

"Ah, is that an eggplant or your pocket? Or are you just pleased to see me?" There's laughter behind her words but she just continues to push against you. Her hand on your hip squeezes and she moves the hand in your hair down to hold your neck. She turns you slightly and pushes you back, pinning you against the wall. A subtle rocking motion of her hips teasing you through your clothes. She kisses down from the side of your lips over you chin and to your neck. She gently bites you, still rocking her body against yours, her hand squeezing your hip.

You can feel yourself getting harder, enticed into it by her actions. She kisses up your neck to your ear and whispers to you. "My good boy Farmer. Getting so hard for me." She gently licks your ear, then kisses her way back to your mouth. As her tongue ventures into your mouth you feel her rocking her hips to tease you as she works. Her breasts pressed against you as you lose yourself in the kiss. You rest your hands on her hips, the silky fabric of her dress over her incredible curves. You slide you hands back over her ass, squeeze gently and feel her moan into your mouth in appreciation.

She pushed you harder against the wall. Her whole body pressed up against yours. Just as you feel like you're running out of oxygen but with no intention to let something as simple as that make you break this kiss... with a final squeeze, she releases you and steps back. Leaving you panting, resting against the wall, looking at her. She looks at you, looks down proudly grinning at the bulge she's made in your pants. She licks her red lips.

"Now I know you'll come back." She laughs, you look at her amazed. But she she just gestures with her head to the door, clearly enjoying herself. She delicately bites the nail of her thumb as she looks you up and down once more. "Unsatisfied? You'll just have to visit me more often so I don't get depressed."

You make you way out of the store, you look back from the door to see her seated once more. She delicately kisses her own hand and blows it to you. You walk in the desert a little to recover your composure and barely look at Pam as you get on the bus back home.