I made sure it was ok, and she started lifting up and down. I made my way around to get a picture of her lifting, but noticed her dress was up high ex...osing those panties, they were thin, white, and very fucking sexy They were stretched over her pretty little pussy, her clit was exposed through them, and I was instantly rock hard.I made my way over to her and asked, turned on are you?Kind of she said, you would not think it, but the smell in here kind of does that. I immediately reached and ran. It was then that I glanced down and noted with delight her strappy, thin, floaty summer dress and the curves beneath. She was a stunner and I couldn't help but admire. At which point she caught my eye and I knew I'd been busted! I gave her my best 'you caught me red handed' look and smiled in apology. Thankfully she seemed to not care, smiled back and turned to her friend to talk. I went back to contemplating my evening, now drenched in visions of her playing a major part in it. Having. It was a windowless entry that looked very solid. Jasmine reached out to grip the door's chromed knob, but quickly pulled her hand back, as she found it to be cold and wet.Looking down at the flagstones leading away from the doorway, the frightened female's fears were solidified. A trail of wet footprints led away from the door. The wet spoor on the slate slabs was pointing towards the front of the shop where she had been. Someone had just come through here, and Jasmine suspected that it was. God dammit. Cate and I continued to have our late night meetups, only ever after she had been out though. She always made excuses stating why we couldn’t hang out at each other’s houses, or for long periods of time like we had on that awesome night. The excuses were usually just that she didn’t want her parents to find out. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want to just meet up and fuck. I genuinely wanted to hang out and have a proper date. But nope, she wouldn’t have it, and for some reason I kept.