I love the feeling of vulnerability this gives me, like any man could reach out and fondle me at his whim, though I am usually quite shy.With my hair ...anging down my back, my pussy slippery with anticipation and a cape swirling around me, I'm ready to go.The first thing do to when I arrive is go to the tavern and get some mead to warm me up. The Faire is in the Autumn, so I'm enjoying the way the cold makes my nipples hard, as they peek out over the edge of my corslet. My breasts are very round. I smile. Hell, I really do like you a lot. That's when I bend down to your ear, my right breast sliding up your left arm as I whisper into your ear:'It's ok, you can touch me. I like you.'Not knowing how to react and in an effort to try to stay in a top position you answer:'Someone is a bit more excited than should be..' You shouldn't have said that. You should not be aware of my aroused state. I have to strike back. I grab your right hand and start stroking my left thigh with it, sliding it. She laughed again at my ogling and suggested that I might like a better look. She stepped back and slowly undid the buttons on her shirt, letting it go limply off her shoulders to the floor. Her tits were magnificent. The black lace bra was now fully revealed, and I could tell that she enjoyed me looking at it. I think she enjoyed seeing the bulge growing in my pants too, because she laughed again and leaned over and touched my hardening cock. At her touch, it twitched and longed to break. I probably pinned like a thousanddresses on my Pinterest. I got a text from Dalton."Hey Kim I'm sorry I missed you this morning."I replied that he looked peaceful and that I didn't want to bother him.I asked how he was doing and he said, "I'm better now that I'm talkingto my love."My heart sure fluttered. I'm his love. Me. Moi.He said he wanted to see me on the way out but I said that I didn't wanthim to see me in boy mode and that I hated putting on trousers thismorning."When you get home.