It traces its way slowly up to your knee, and up to the hem of your skirt.It traces its way slowly up to your knee, and up to the hem of your skirt. (Feel free to use your hand if it'll help.)" Cheryl began idly sliding her hand up and down her leg. She liked the feel of her smooth fingers on her skin; she traced little circles on her legs. "Now I'm taking my other hand and rubbing your other thigh. I'm spreading your legs a little, and sliding my hands up and down your legs." Cheryl spread her legs a little. She looked up; one of the guys was getting ready to go. She put her hands back on the keyboard, and looked attentive as he left. "Nervous?" "A little. |