She kept moving her body, trying to make sure he paid attention to her, watching the lump of maleness at junction between faded material of his jeans to ascertain if it was swelling.She kept moving her body, trying to make sure he paid attention to her, watching the lump of maleness at junction between faded material of his jeans to ascertain if it was swelling. She'd sat, turned over and untied the top of her suit, lying back down, but not before he could glimpse the naked swelling of her breasts, looking back at him from under the crook of one folded slbow, eyes hidden, catching him staring. He was certainly interested, and interesting! The teasing was getting her really aroused, feeling the slipperyness gathering between her thighs, almost hearing the squishing as she tightened the muscles of her ass, mounded in twin curvatures, making the cheeks flex. More teasing. She'd moved her arm, raising up until she could let him almost see her nipples, asking him if he could go for a wine cooler in this heat, tantalizing. She'd tied her top back on, slipping once, letting her naked breast show, then headed for the kitchen after he'd nodded and said that an ice cold wine cooler would really hit the spot. I know what spot he'd like to hit, she thought, smiling silently to herself in the kitchen. Filling two of the tall cooler glasses with ice chips, (she found them in a little store on fifth, that specialized in blown glass, and bought six, at a horrible high price, but she'd never regretted the cost), placing them in the freezer compartment to frost, she poured white wine into the pitcher then looking in the liquor chest, brought out a bottle of vodka. |