She smiles as his hands trail over her chest and move beneath her shirt.  Instead of her regular brassiere, however, he finds much more material covering her than he was used to.  Since he can't see what it is, it would take a few moments of discovery to roam over the entire piece, it's lace and frills subtle, but there, lining the boning of her corseted bodice.  She'd never gone in for much in the way of lingerie in the past, finding it too expensive and impractical, so it might have shocked him when he realized how 'dressed up' she was under her dress.  It was no wonder she had looked more shapely in the light, if this was what went into forming that shape.<br/><br/>She lifts her hands from his body and smiles down at him, rocking her hips just along his stiffness, enough for him to feel her, but not enough to relieve any tension there, only create more.  She unbuttons her shirt slowly, deliberately, watching his expression as she brushes with her hips and reveals with her hands.  As she frees her chest, she tilts her head back and grinds down on him, pushing his hands onto her breasts fully and laughing.  "Oh Alfred, I've missed you so much...."<br/><br/>She lays down atop of him, resuming her gentle kissing on his neck and ear, nibbling lightly and suckling the sweet flesh as her hips continue to barely make contact.  She purrs low in her throat, the sound vibrating pleasantly in her ears as she feels him respond to her.  The tops of her breasts, uncovered by her bodice, press against his bare chest, as she is warmed by his own heat, her body losing its chill as she moves against him.