I could actually feel her shake in her seat. I sat so close to her that our legs rubbed each other. I felt her heat through my jeans and my cock began...to swell. The meal was fabulous and I’m not talking about the turkey. I made good on every opportunity to brush my hand against her thigh while acting like I was rubbing my own. She nearly jumped at first but as I continued, she started to settle down and even moaned under her breath.No one else had a clue as to what was happening under the. But all could agree that who ever she was, she had managed to bring some very favorable publicity to their community.Because I had no idea what the after prom plans were, I opted to get a motel room for the weekend rather than disturbing my family by coming and going in the middle of the night. I pulled into town about noon and, after checking into the motel, went to my parents house for lunch. I barely had stepped clear of my car when Hanna seemed to fly across the lawn and into my arms. She. "Let me see you play with yourself." Uh..." Do it," I urged. "Let me watch you finger yourself."She lifted the hem to the top of her thighs and exposed her freshly trimmed pussy. A small patch of fuzz topped the pouty lips that her finger began to caress."That's it, Ellen, get it all wet and ready," I said gently."Ready for what?" she asked in a husky voice.I just smiled and turned into the entrance of the park."Oh yeah, get that finger in there," I said as I glanced over."Oh my," she moaned. ’ He was silent for a moment while onions sizzled in a pan. ‘I know,’ he said solemnly. ‘Let’s talk about that after dinner, OK?’ ‘Alright,’ I conceded. I tried to think of something happy. ‘Tell me about Thailand,’ I said. Without looking up from the pans in front of him, Scott smiled. ******* We ate dinner on the living room rug. Cheryl had sent steaks and wine. I think she was hoping things were going well between us. I wished it was a bit colder outside, cold enough to warrant a fire..