Third person POV
He grabbed her shirt and unbuttoned it with the speed of light, he looked at her bosoms resting in her bra yearning for his touch and smiled. Before she knew it his head was in her cleavage: hungrily kissing on them. They didn't call him playboy for nothing he knew how to love every part of a woman's body
Just then she regained her senses, "we shouldn't be doing this.."
He stopped at once, "yes... we shouldn't." Shamefully they both slowly started to put their clothes back on.
After dressing up they both sat in silence then Ralph got up with one hand in his pocket,
"I will... I will go out now."
"You should." She muttered without looking at him. He took one last glance at her and walked out the door. Alison ran to the door and looked through the peephole to watch hi
