It was nice having her on the dance floor in my arms.Ann asked me if I had any idea yet about Leigh. I told her that I didn't. I said I was going to a...k Leigh to dance next, perhaps I could get a clue about her then.Back at our table I talked with Leigh for a bit then asked her to dance.Leigh danced as far away as her arms would let her. I was half hard from dancing with Ann and when someone bumped me into Leigh. She felt it.I kept her tight against me as I spun away from the clumsy bastard. I got into the changing room and took off the dress I was wareing and slipped this skimpy thing on. The under garments Carol had me put on before were very visible.Carol asked what was taking so long so I opened the door, well slut get out here and let's see you she insisted.I stepped out in front of the mirror and Carol leaned in and asked me if I felt like a slut yet.I asked here if this was the right under garments for this outfit ? She said wait right here. She headed off into the store, a. The remaining tab on the browser was some kind of shoddy-looking chat room site. Nothings as slick looking as the chat rooms AOL used to have, back in the day when she used to have an AOL account. But it was the same basic concept. There seemed to be dozens of users in the room, and the mostly idiotic and/or untranslatable chatter scrolled up from the bottom at a fast pace. Not surprisingly, based on the other two websites, Alan's nickname here was "Lookn4MILF". Chuckling to herself, she. He moved closer to me and put his hand on my inner thigh, getting close to my cock. I’ve always thought about a man touching me like this, but never experienced it. I was in heaven. He got very close to my cock, and rubbed my inner thigh, teasing me for the longest time. Then he slipped his hand on my lower back, about to go down my pants and I stopped him. He leaned in and whispered “Don’t stop. Stop me again, and I’ll get up and tell everyone on this plane you’re wearing a thong” I let him.