We were both early for the meeting and not expecting anybody to arrive in the next 30 minutes. It was our job to prepare the room, get tables and chairs from the storage room, so we started. The storage room was spacious enough and brightly lit when we entered it. Suddenly the lights went out. I screamed and grabbed you in panic. I was expecting you to reassure me but when you grabbed me into your arms, my first thought was that you were playing your comforting 'I am strong and I will protect you'� role very seriously. Only when you didn't release your hold after a few seconds did I realize there was maybe more than comfort in your embrace.

I had been dreaming and fantasising at night about you for weeks now, not expecting you to feel the same attraction. And now I was in your arms, I could feel your warmth, your heart beating fast in your chest,your very attractive smell and I didn't dare to do a thing from fear of misinterpreting your actions. Only when you whispered in my ears'� you can't imagine how long I've been dreaming of this moment. Kiss me!'� did I start to relax and think that maybe it was the right time.

I whispered in your ear, my lips close enough for you to feel my ragged breath, but not close enough to touch you, yet 'As I am French, any kind of kiss will be a French kiss.'� I felt you shudder ''�Your choice'� you replied, slightly breathless. ' I love your smell, so now I have to check if I like your taste, too'� as I started to kiss your neck. First only with my lips, to get the feel of your skin, but to taste you properly, I soon started to use my tongue. And true, did you taste good, I couldn't wait to taste more of you. I sidetracked towards your lips, but not too fast, putting my hands on both sides of your face, enjoying the contact of your skin, caressing your cheeks, tracing the contour of your lips with my finger.

In one of my sleeping dream, I had been giving you some chocolate, part of it melted on my fingers and you licked them clean. You must have read my thoughts as you took my finger into your mouth and started to suck and gently bite it. Too bad we were in the dark and I couldn't see the look in your eyes. With terrible difficulty, I withdrew my finger and started kissing you on the lips, gently first, applying almost no pressure, my tongue tracing the contour of your lips the way my finger did before. I was forcing myself to wait and could feel you were getting impatient too.

Kissing is a very important first contact. If a person just pushes its tongue into my mouth, almost choking me, I think he/she will kiss me the same way between my legs and I don't appreciate my private parts being mistreated that way. On the opposite side, the licking, rubbing, tasting ,sucking makes me want to feel that tongue acting the same way on my most sensitive and fragile spot.

When the tip of your tongue touched mine for the first unforgettable time, I could feel a jolt of electricity going doing straight between my legs. As you continued kissing me the way I like the most, I could feel a pleasant tension building inside my belly and I could definitely feel the tension building in you in the way you were holding me tight against you.

Your right hand, which until then was resting on my left shoulder suddenly started to move downwards. When your fingers brushed my already erect nipple, I caught my breath. Your thumb and index finger got a firmer grip, and as you started to gently squeeze, I started to moan with pleasure. I was barely able to talk 'Either you stop right now or you will make me come'� 'I choose the second option'� you whispered. 'Squeeze a little harder, not too hard, I don't enjoy pain, but hard enough. I'll tell you if it becomes too much.'� You started kissing me again, the movements of your tongue in harmony with the pressure of your fingers.'� I don't think I will be able to resist much longer'. I barely had time to finish my phrase that the heat which had been building in my belly reached the upper level. I could feel my internal muscles starting to contract, lights so bright behind my eyelids that I thought the power was back on. My knees went weak and I had to grab your shoulders not to fall in a pile onto the floor.

When I recovered, I could hear somebody trying to open the outside door to the building. No time to return the pleasure I just had been given.'� We have to go'� you said 'but before I need to give you a last special kiss'� And then you suddenly fell on your knees, lifted my skirt, and gave me a very special lick on my still throbbing clit.'�Until next time'� you said and left without even giving me time to return the compliment. 'Kisses on the mouth are definitely second best'� I thought.

Next meeting, I'll be there at 5:00pm. Will you?

What do you think ? Is "you" a man or a woman ?

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