t helped that Lucy was a bit shorter than me. I’d always been the short one, when I got kissed, especially when it was Sir, but I knew what to do. So I stepped to press my body against Lucy’s. She was so soft, and her breasts were so wonderful: she made me think of motherhood and ripe fruit. There was something so hot about her. Not just sexy but somehow life-giving. She opened her mouth and licked her lower lip, so I kissed her.I felt her slide her hands up my sides to hold me by my shoulders. My head felt like it was spinning. Everything was too wonderful and too heady to be real, and yet it was happening. I slid my hands down from her shoulders, and lifted her little skirt at the back. I put my hands on her bottom, through her panties. Lucy leaned into me at that, her head snuggling onto the side of my left breast.
But I’m going to have to cut here, though. This has been published and my publishers don’t want free competition from me. You can read it here.