Amy, scorching hot in a backless purple dress

Stephanie stepped out with Rachel, leaving me with my arms around Amy. Feeling the bear flesh of her back, I felt for a moment like we were alone together in her bed, making love through the afternoon.

The dark, purple silk tied behind her neck, promising to release her flawless breasts at any moment. They strained against the fabric, as I pressed against her. Gorgeous red hair tumbled over the skin of her muscular shoulders. The opening at the back stopped just below her spine, which led my thoughts south...

Amy noticed. "Jeez, Ian, do you need a little relief? If we weren't in the center of a crowded room, I'd stick a friendly hand down your pants. Then you, being a gentleman, would naturally return the favor. But, people would talk."

Amy had been my teacher, and though the sex between us had been coded as "casual," and though I never thought of Amy as anything other than indispensable, essential to my life and happiness. She was an irresistible **** in my life.

Slowly, I brushed my hand down her spine, and didn't stop at the small of her back. My fingers slipped beneath the fabric, and felt only smooth flesh.

Amy smiled. "I'm glad you went for that."

Dumbstruck, I stuttered, "Ar-are you naked under there?"

Her hand reached behind to mine, and encouraged my grip on her ass. "You should try it sometime. Terribly liberating." She rested her head on my neck, and I leaned forward into hers. The heat of her skin, the fragrance of her hair...it was intoxicating. The song ended, and she went to dance with Stephanie.