He stood to watch her go – but fell back into his chair as he saw her nude body swish down the hall – it’s going to be a long day – he thought to himself – his body shaking with excitement.

 

His mind had been playing tricks on him lately; she often appeared naked to him when he closed his eyes and his mind raced with thoughts of her. It drove him crazy how suddenly she would be sitting in front of him, her smooth lean legs completely bare, her feet propped up inches from him. Her arms would strategically shield his view, but she would shift or wiggle to give him a tantalizing glimpse. Squirming in his seat, he would struggle to concentrate – having to search for every bit of sanity just to speak. He would sigh – she would giggle before appearing fully clothed again. The twinkle in her eye made him sure she had bewitched him. It was his touch on her skin and through her clothes, the tingle through his fingers which had given him these visions. His mind would swirl when he caressed her – he was convinced the sensations through his fingertips had painted these images in his mind.

 

The torture was too much for him to hold these visions to himself – he finally told her about them. She became embarrassed and blushed, but to herself she thought how fun it could be and she invited him to feel free to create a new image of her in his mind. Her body would be his model – his fingertips the brushes – tingling nerves imprinting the picture into his brain. He looked puzzled at first when she told him, but smiled as he comprehended the idea – he hoped she didn’t see his arousal as they stood discussing his new work of art.

 

He started immediately as they embraced the next time. He held her and kissed her hard – still excited from their recent discussion. His hand went to her back – she felt a single finger extend to the waistband of her slacks and move slowly into it – his finger traced side to side on her hips just to the point where her buttocks began and formed the split between them. She squirmed and moaned but put her hands to his chest – and pushed him away. This isn’t going to work like this – he appeared disappointed – until she grabbed him by the hand and led him into the seclusion of a darken room. He reached for the light but she stopped him – and pushed him into the chair. He could barely see her – the only light – was the small flicker of the computer console indicators screened by their cases. She turned away from him – he reached out to touch her – he could hardly find her in the dark, but he sensed from her motions that she was slowly disrobing. He sighed and rubbed his fingertips with his thumbs.

 

He stretched out his arms – his hand grazed her hip – her skin was soft – he grasped at her and pulled her close. She stood in front of him – and he reached out with both hands – his fingertips found her waist – his hands were still – but each sensitive tip gently pressed into her – painting a picture of the soft curves in his head. His hands slowly moved up her sides – fingers outstretched – he only touched her skin with their very tips. He deliberately moved up her stopping to feel her until his thumbs pressed into the bottom of her breasts. Fingertips massaged into her back, his thumbs moved up her mounds and onto her nipples – stopping to rub them gently back and forth. She sighed as a shot of pleasure raced through her loins. He continued up her until his thumbs went under her arms – his hands moved up her back and reached for her shoulders. They went to her neck – where a single finger touched her and moved just below her hairline. It meandered around to the front of her neck – under her chin and onto her lips. Her tongue darted out and sucked the finger into her hot mouth. His other hand went to her hip and quickly turned her back to him.  

 

The wet finger from her mouth rippled down her spine to the top of her buttocks and around to the side of her hip – ten fingers grabbed her firmly urging her to sit on him. They massaged down her bent legs to the knee – repeatedly up and down her thighs – he closed his eyes for the vision to brighten in his mind.

 

He sighed heavily and moved his hands back to her hips and paused – again each finger delicately pressing into her flesh. They pounced to her breasts and covered them, squeezing the firmly – the fingers collapsed onto the pink tips – and tugged and twisted them to arousal. He pulled until his fingertips released each firm nipple – a single finger from each hand then traced over each breast and between them and back up to flicker at her nipples. His left hand moved down her and back to her leg and dove between them – fingertips outstretched to ease her extremities apart. She moaned at the touch. He moved them up her – she quivered in anticipation – and again a shot of hot pleasure engulfed her. As she trembled, he slid over her slit and pressed into it. He twitched to get between her folds – she became hot and damp with excitement and leaned hard against him and with a deep moan, opened herself to his probing digits. He flickered fast onto her and she turned her head to find his mouth in the darkness. He continued stroking gently up and down her as their tongues danced, she moaned through their kiss, squirming when his finger stirred into her wet heat.

 

Their kiss was broken by the fury and she turned away as both arms circled her hips and both hands went to her legs and dove between them. Twitching and fluttering she bucked to their rhythm and forced him hard back in his chair. She squealed with delight as sizzling shots came one after the other causing a tingling from her scalp down through her toes. She convulsed into a continuous seismic shudder – vibrating his body as she quaked upon him. His eyes were closed, and continuous snapshots of her body imprinted on his eyelids. Her body collapsed and melted into him – spent with desire – he slowly turned her and she straddled onto him – her arms around his neck and his fingertips went to her buttocks and again moved slowly up her back. Her mouth sucked hard onto his and she pressed her naked chest into his. His fingertips went up her to her shoulders and down the spine and out to her sides circling up and down her. She arched her back raising her breasts to his mouth – his tongue darted out and fluttered at them. She felt his arousal and gyrated her hips to feel him beneath her while his mouth sucked on her – she pressed her face into his head and neck. He quivered as he felt her fingers move through his hair and down to his neck – under his collar and onto his back.

 

The image of her body through the touch of his fingertips was implanted in his mind as she moved up and stood between his legs – her fingers at the sides of his neck. He saw the faint twinkle in her eye – and knew they were both smiling as one hand went down to unbutton his shirt.