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slippery slope... (pt 2)
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slippery slope... (pt 2) I couldn't take my eyes off of yours as you licked and sucked the juices off of my fingers. I could feel the moisture pooling between my thighs and the room around us just faded into the distance. You slipped them out and nibbled at the tips of my fingers then gently placed my hand down on the bar. Wrapping your arm around me as you suggest we return before we might be missed I allowed you to guide me to the table and I settle back into my seat next to you. Our friends continue their conversation and I get pulled into recounting a funny story by my boyfriend when I feel your hand on my knee. Keeping myself calm i finish the tale regaling everyone with the funny account of the event. Everyone laughing we cheers and other stories unfold of good times we've all shared together. Your hand feels as though its burning a trail up my thigh and I take a long pull off of my cold drink to try to settle the butterflies in my belly. Aching inside with desire the slow torturous path your hand is taking drives me crazy and i struggle to outwardly appear as though nothing is happening under the canopy of the table. Watching you act casually as though nothing is happening while I burn up inside starts to irritate me so slide my hand over the top of your jeans tracing up your already rock hard cock and relish in your sharp intake of breath as you try to act normal in front of all of our friends. Your hand now taking a more direct route up on my skirt feeling you graze your knuckles intentionally over my clit through my<b> silky </font></b>panties my body jumps in response catching everyone attention. I play it off that i just caught a chill and give you an icy glare once everyone resumed their previous chats. You ask me to play darts and I readily accept figuring it would be best to remove ourselves from prying eyes. I had all intentions of telling you that we should stop. You offer to get quarters and I make my way across the bar to the games. I find a set of darts and realize we'd have to share when you return with the money. I explain as we start our game that this isn't a good idea and you completely agree with me. We seem to be on the same page and I feel relieved but also a little disappointed that the fun had to end. We go back to chatting like friends and having a good time. We'd always naturally flirted with each other and this was no exception. Teasing each other over the game was part of the fun. As I handed the darts off to you I pulled back making you reach for them a few times and you laugh at me. When you finally grasp the darts you rub my hand with your fingers and we both stop laughing. The game continued with both of us handing the darts off between plays taking advantage of the short stints of body contact. Feeling the tension build we continue to banter but it's much less lighthearted. Each tough arousing feelings deep inside of both of us but unable to stop I excuse myself to use the ladies room and try to pull myself together. I stare at myself in the mirror willing myself to behave and not give into these feelings. Feeling more in control and ready to just tell him I can't I exit the restroom. He's standing right outside the door and pulls me to him then pins me up against the wall. Our mouths on each other immediately my body responding as his hands slide into my hair grasping at the<b> silky </font></b>strands then down my body. I ache to be closer and arch into him hungerly returning the kiss my body exploding with desire. |
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