X is for Xenia

"God James, that is SO good," I breathed as we separated.

"Oh no, we shouldn't ..."

He managed to groan while my red-taloned hands opened his zip and gently reached for his cock. It was slightly wet with pre-cum. I rolled my fingers up and down the head. Shit, it felt so good that I wanted to kneel down there and then and put it in my mouth.

"Oh James - I want you so bad," I murmured as he slipped a hand inside my top and cupped my breast, squeezing my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra.

"Xenia - I'm married to your sister, and you're ....."

He kept on protesting. He backed off from saying 'you're her brother,' but he kept fondling my tits.

"She doesn't have to know baby, don't hold back!"

I leaned over and licked his neck up to his earlobe again. This clearly had the desired effect, James reached his hand underneath my skirt and started stroking me through my silky black thong. I felt so horny! I thought I was going to cum there and then on the dance floor.

"Oooooh, baby," I breathed softly.

I gasped when I felt him trying to slip a finger inside my thong. And when he slightly did...I just quaked! Surely he wasn't that pissed? He hadn't forgotten what he'd find there? And he was nearly there.

"Oh my God, James, yes, YES, right there. Oooooh.....!"

Suddenly - the slow music I'd been seducing him to changed into a fast tune and we were brought back to reality. The moment was gone! Shit!

"Xenia - I've got to - I'm sorry."

He pulled his hand out and turned and was gone before I could say anything. I stood there alone for several seconds, wondering at what might have been. When I went back to the bar, he was nowhere to be found.

Yolanda was sitting, she'd been watching the action.

"Jesus, Xenia, you're good. So fucking good. I was getting horny myself just watching you!"

"Fuck it!" I swore. "I fucking nearly had him then, God, Yolanda, Sandra is SO lucky, she gets his gorgeous cock damn near every night. I just want it up me once! It's not fair!"