Yes Please

Emma's breath caught as Ian leaned in. She had blurry memories about them kissing last night, but was unsure if it had actually happened, and now completely sober, her breath caught.

Regardless of what happened last night, Emma was counting this as their first kiss. As their lips, then tongues, met and explored each other, Emma mentally chided herself. Let's not go planning the wedding just yet.

The kiss was sensual and was having an effect on Emma. She breathed a moan out through her nose as Ian kissed her deeper. Emma draped her arms around the young man, and Ian returned the favor. Though his hands quickly moved south. Emma let out another moan as bold hands cupped her jean covered ass.

The kiss continued, Ian kneading and groping her bottom as they stood at the crossroads. The setting was perfect, if you counted out the fact that anyone coming near could spy on them. For a moment, Emma entertained the thought and found herself liking it. She pressed herself against Ian, feeling the stiffness in the front of his jeans.

Ian was kissing harder now. His hands squeezed harder, and fingers explored the cleft of her bottom. The boy seemed to want more. Emma was nearly ready to allow it. She was worked up now herself, but they were still in the middle of a park in broad daylight. Even if Emma found letting strangers watch her making out a bit erotic, there was still a pretty wide line between fantasy and reality.

The hand rubbing between the sphere's of her ass had her questioning if it had to be though.