The first part of it, I just sat uncomfortably in Ryan's den trying to act as casual about it as the three of them.The first part of it, I just sat uncomfortably in Ryan's den trying to act as casual about it as the three of them. Chris and Tammy were on the floor, near the TV, snuggled together under a blanket. Ryan and I were sitting on the couch. At some point he pulled me over so that I was leaning against him, with his arm around my waist. Half way into the movie, I began to relax. I was enjoying the movie, and biginning to sink into the pleasant warmth that seemed to be concentrating in the lower regions of my body. Without warning, Ryan's hand slid under the elastic waistband of my skirt, right inside my underwear (good aim, did he have practice at this?) His hand quickly found my pussy. Now, I hadn't realized that the movie was making me wet. I probably didn't even know the term. The second his dry fingers reached my pussy I became completely aware of how wet and hot it was. A wave of pleasure rushed through my body, and I instintivelymoved my pelvis forward to put more pressure against my clit. Almost simultaneously, my brain kicked into action. A sense of outrage overtook the sense of pleasure. With a gasp I jerked my body away from his hand. Chris looked backto see what the noise was about. I turned bright red and tried to pull farther away. Chris' eyes returned to the TV. Ryan pulled me tightly to him. "Hold still," he hissed into my ear. I was so shocked by his tone, I obeyed. The hand under my skirt made its way to my panties again and moved them to mid-thigh, out of the way. I made a slight move of protest, but his other hand just gripped me tighter. |