There was a slight commotion behind me, and I stopped to look. It was the Estonian group, and the man I had been upsetting all evening. But his anger ...was not aimed at his girl.I stood, wanting to see what was happening, and at the same time trying to figure out whether I wanted to walk back to my hotel, or take a taxi.The voices were dying down, and the group started to move away. I wanted to wave to my new friend again, but was taken aback when the girl with the luminous eyes walked towards. You love what you're doing to me, and the way you can see and feel that it's making me react. We were supposed to wait til later, when we got back to our room, but the parking garage was vacant at this late hour, and our teasing and laughing during dinner had apparently caused the same can't-wait-any-longer wanting in you that it created in me. For never looking at my belt, button and zipper, it sure didn't take you long to undo them and drop them down around my knees. Exposed, with nothing but. A) Because Jo had a boyfriend and B) because neither of us wanted to get sacked. But that night, as everyone was blind drunk, we through caution to the wind and went at it like a****ls. As soon as we were outside, our tongues were down each others throats and my hand was up the back of Jo's very short dress grabbing her perfectly formed bum! Breaking off for a moment, I pulled her a bit further down the street so we were away from the door before pushing her into an alcove and grabbing her. It is an awkward angle and I need to drop down to my knees to disrobe you. You instinctively spread your muscular thighs for me and pull your shirt off as the last button comes loose.You reach for me again, but I gently take your hands in mine and return them to being flat on our bed as I push you back. You let yourself fall and permit me to unbuckle your belt and then unbutton and unzip your pants. First the left, then the right shoe is removed, then your socks. Last of all, I pull your pants.