I had dressed down a little, a very short, very tight white dress bought without my mother, hair loose, but I had thrown on a cardigan after seeing my...elf in the mirror. The pale half-moons of my breasts were pushed just above the seam of the strapless sheathe, my legs extending below it. I didn't wear a bra, though it wasn't that noticable, as the dress was quite tight. A slick of mascara made me feel a little more confident. I wanted Reid to see me, to know that this was for him, the dress. It’s the least she can do, since she’s the cause of the bulge in his pants. When they get back to their booth he sits closer to her as they talk quietly and finish their drinks. She smiles at him again and he takes it as a sign of consent as he once again slowly runs his hand up under her dress, hoping no one is watching. She willingly parts her legs as she feels his hand again moving up the inside of her bare thigh. She doesn’t object as his hand moves high enough to feel her ample belly. He does as I have asked and I feel my clit twitch and quiver. In my not quite awake raspy voice I say “ohhhh don’t stop.” He keeps rolling, pinching and pulling on my hard nipple sending tingling sensations straight to my horny pussy. All my coos and soft moans must spur his advances as he reaches down to my waiting eager pussy. I roll over on my back and part my legs wide to give him full access. He begins softly stroking my length of my smooth lips and sucking on my hard sensitive nipple. . Work most nights and sleep most days. But one day soon, I’m thinking of moving on and doing something different. This is way too hard on me, you know.’ Brian regarded Leah for a moment. ‘From where I’m sitting you look…um…well,’ he said. Leah blushed. Again she felt that school girl feeling come over her. ‘Well, I find you…um…quite attractive, Brian. I’m so glad you came.’ Brian started to say something, but thought better of it. Instead he said, ‘And I’m glad I came too. Just meeting you is.