Once she was done, her hand fell down and it landed on my cock. She flinched a bit and turned to face me.I could see that her nipples were getting har... through her t-shirt. She was staring down at my cock which was really hard right now and making a huge dick-print on my shorts. I was switching between staring at her lips and her cleavage. I broke the silence and asked her, “Do you want to?”She got startled and took a step back, blushed a bit, looked at me and then said, “I am sorry what?” with. She elbowed herself into the group. "Frank, I'll be by to get you tonight and maybe we can go to the movies."Erika bristled. "No, Bettina, you gave him up and he's mine, now." What do you mean? I introduced him to you. If I didn't have another date, I'd have been with him."It was out of my hands. What could I say? I loved both.They continued to bicker during lunch. Time came for me to return to my school, ten minutes away.After school, I received a text. "Want to go to the gym?" Absolutely.". But lately I had learned to crochet pretty little undies with the lovely jewelry that clients had given me. The men loved the “panties” which were just skimpy little strings that ran in between my pussy lips, and around my hips. I untied the little bow in the back and the delicate string dangled to the floor, laying in sparkles at my feet. I could feel myself getting wet and big, and I could feel my clit beginning to protude from my pussy lips and dangle there. I stood nude before him with the. I got bold and moved the skirt further up exposing most of her panty. She immediately got up pulling down the skirt. I looked directly looked at her eyes and very very casually asked her what happened.She nodded her head and said ‘Nothing..I think I am feeling better now.. It will be alright after some time. .. you can stop the massage.. may be I am troubling you too much’ In her mind probably assessing my intention or may be its because of shy. Either way, I thought I made a wrong move. Still.