I was sitting on the chair and she was on the bed. I’d be lying if I said I was being honorable and wasn’t trying to look up her dress. When we heard a noise in the hall, she turned to look and that parted her legs enough for me to see her red lace panties.
She asked me questions about the area. What schools were good, where were the great neighborhoods, etc. I did my best to answer her questions and gave other relevant info like restaurant choices.
When a good song came on the radio she declared that she wanted to dance. She hopped to her feet, started to sway her hips and put her hands above her head. She danced in front of me and held out her hands to pull me up. I’m not much of a dancer, but when offered, I oblige.
We danced in a small area of the room and she seemed to be enjoying herself. When a slow song came on, she excused herself to the washroom. I half thought about sneaking out, but my dick told me I was not going anywhere until we knew how far this night was going.
When she returned from the washroom I was looking out the window and she came and stood beside me, leaning in to me and putting her left arm around my waist. She was commenting on the view and how this town seemed to be a good fit for her and her family.
Her hand starts to caress my lower back area. I put my right arm around her back and start to caress her upper back. When my hands touched her neck, she shuttered. When I used my fingertips to lightly move up to her ears, it was as if that was her magic spot.
Her left hand moved from my lower back to my waist and it keep going lower until it was lightly touching my ass. My cock had blood flowing to it all night. Not enough to make me embarrassed in public, but just enough to let me know it needed some action.
When her hand touched my bum, the floodgates opened and I became fully erect.
I was following her neck line moving from ear to ear and her touching became more hard on my backside. When my hand was on her right shoulder I gently used my arm and guided her in front of me and I moved in for a kiss.
Her mouth opened and hesitantly accepted my kiss, almost as if she was struggling with what she was about to do. We stood there in front of the window and kissed for a bit. My hands were stroking her back and neck.
When I stopped to kiss her neck and then followed that by gently pecking up to her ear, she moaned and she fell into me. There was no doubt that she could feel my hardness pressing into her stomach.
Her arms wrapped around me, her hands clawing at my back. It was the mom that first moved her hands under my shirt. At first she just used her hands to touch my skin and give me goosebumps, but as we continued kissing, she used her fingertips to rake my back; almost as if to say I was making her feel good.
My hands were roaming her back and bum, I could no longer feel the underwear I saw when she uncrossed her legs to check out the noise in the hall. Our groins were grinding into each others, dry humping. My hands went to her bum and when I started to gather her dress material in my hands her kisses started to get more intense.