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Barbara didn't seem any put off by his manner. She gathered a couple ice cubes in her hand and touched them to Warren's shoulder. He shot up from the bed immediately, just to have her grab him again and sit him back down. Barbara rubbed her fingers, cold from the ice, over his back. She touched a cube to his neck and he didn't run away this time.
"You should be wearing clothes," he whispered.
"It's too hot for clothes," she murmured, following the jut of his jaw with the ice cube and leaving a trail of water as it melted on his warm skin. "I think you're wearing too much."
"I said we could go back to my house," he told her. Warren still had his eyes facing toward the door. In his peripheral vision he could see her panties... and the bulge growing in it as she continued to use the ice on him.
"I don't want your mom walking in on us, darling." Barbara let the ice cube fall back into the bowl with the rest of them and placed her hands around his waist. She started to pull up his shirt, "This is our private time. Lift your arms." Warren raised his arms and let her take his shirt off. "Much better," she said. Barbara scooped some of the water from the melting ice into her hand and touched his chest with it. "Warren... rub the ice on my body now."
"What?" he chirped.
"I said rub some ice on me before it's all melted." Barbara covered his hand with hers and put it in the bowl. Warren closed his hand around a few cubes which had melted into one piece. She pulled his hand out, pulling it over her body. Water dripped from his fingers onto her stomach. Warren let his hand fall and rolled the cube over her stomach. "You can't even see what you're doing, dear." Barbara put her hand under his chin and gently turned it toward her body.
Warren took in her body. The heat had left the upper half of her body that he could see in a thin layer of sweat. His eyes nearly bugged out as they zeroed in on her huge, mature breasts. They heaved softly on her chest with her breathing. Warren tried to look away yet he couldn't. He could feel his heart thump as he ran the cube of ice along her stomach and then switched to her arms. Barbara's eyes were closed. Her full, womanly lips opened to moan. When the hunk of ice in his hand had melted, he took another and continued.