I pulled Lenora into my arms, feeling her warmth against me.
"What are you up to?" she asked, her tall, graceful figure looking almost delicate next to me. My hand slid up her smooth thigh under her short skirt, savoring the softness of her skin. "So smooth," I murmured, lost in the sensation.
Lenora flipped her long hair back, her rosy face glowing in the dim light of the desk lamp. Her full breasts peeked out from her V-neckline, the cleavage deepening.
I couldn't resist reaching into her neckline with my hand, gently caressing her exposed skin. Lenora gritted her teeth, a bit annoyed. "Don't, you, don't go too far."
She shyly twisted away, pressing her back against the wall to avoid my touch. I followed her closely, my face inches from hers. Lenora's delicate nose almost brushed against mine as I leaned in. I pinned her arms against the wall, my knee resting on her thigh, pressing my body firmly against hers. The sensation of her breasts against my chest was intoxicating.
