Midnight Cravings: Steamy Erotic Stories
Finally, his shoulders sagged and he fell into the chair behind him, panting with his head thrown back.
Sally's eyes were glued wide open, her breath was rasping through her mouth, her lips gone dry. Feeling the sensation first, she looked down and saw her nipples trying to poke holes through her linen blouse. She inhaled deeply, licked her lips, and then squeezed her knees together. Oh. She could feel her labia slip against one another.
Trish spoke first, fanning her face. "I'd say that's worth a little investigation."