I was horny and the time was right. "Alright," I said. "Let's go to your place. I could use something stronger than a drink right now."

Bill paid the tab and we left the bar. Jumping into a cab, he gave the driver the address of his apartment on the east side. As we sat in the back seat of the cab, Bill put his arm around me. I could feel the tips of his fingers resting on the soft swell of my boob. With each passing moment, my cunt became wetter. I could hardly wait to get to his apartment and get naked, feeling his body next to, no, on top of mine. I wanted to feel his hard cock pressing against my cunt and then diving in.

Finally, we arrived at his apartment. He paid the driver and we got out of the cab. Two minutes later we were inside the warm confines of his apartment. I looked around and admired the comfortable furnishings.

"You have a nice place," I told him.

"Thanks," he said, "What can I get for you?"

"Bourbon would be nice."

"On the rocks?"

I nodded yes.

"Coming up," he said, and then walked over to a small bar that he had in the living room.

When he came back with my drink I took it and swallowed half of it down, feeling it warm my stomach.

As I finished my drink, I watched him take off his jacket, hanging it in the closet. Afterward, he took off his tie and shirt. I looked at the muscles rippling in his chest and then down to his crotch. I could see the bulge his cock made and I knew that I had made a good choice as to whom I should go home with. Kicking off his shoes he told me to make myself more comfortable.

I smiled at him and removed my own shoes, placing them at the end of the couch. At the same time, I also decided to take off my blouse. His eyes opened wide in appreciation as he started at the soft, quivering mounds of my tits. In my excited state, my nipples were already puckered, standing out in hard tips, almost brown in color.