A Night with Islinda (R-18)

Islinda walked in, dressing in her fancy white coat, making her look like an angel.

"Sorry to be late," she said.

Her face was covered with a thin transparent veil, like a pride in her long awaited moment. James gave her a long, inspecting glance, watching her from head to bottom.

"Come, sit here beside me," he said, inviting her to sit beside him on this long, comfy couch that he was sitting on.

She moved in slow steps, until reaching him, sat on the couch, while her coat was still on her.

James didn't say anything, as he stretched his hand, uplifting the veil over her pretty face, giving himself a moment to enjoy her shyness which made her even more beautiful.

Then he kissed her, so softly on the lips, while his hands worked smoothly to remove her coat off.