The day went fine as I had to go to field and went home straight from there.Next day was Saturday and we were dressed in casual. I was wearing a light...blue jeans and a tight black shirt. She was wearing a light blue tight ultra-low jeans and a pink short shirt. Her shirt was short enough to reveal her navel and her jeans low enough to expose the 4 inch area below her navel.I told her that since the opening the filing has not been done properly and we need to get everything digitalised so this. And u asked if I want u to put ur hand inside ur pants . I said yes so u did and u let out a small quiet moan as ur fingers massaged ur clit . At this point my hand finally got brave hoping that ur so fucking horny u Won't care if I started rubbing ur leg . So I do and I inch closer and closer to ur inner thigh and began rubbing it and purposely made it look like I'm accidentally rubbing ur pussy with my pinky from my right hand . at first ur going with it . Or its that ur so into the moment. In her mind, those were real problems, not some test for a merit badge even if it did mean a different path in a young man’s future with certain goals on his mind at an early age.She sat on the edge of his bunk and tried not to notice the hard-on because she knew it would only embarrass him further. It was only natural because she had just come out of a shower and had her French bath soap on her soft delicate skin from her toes to her scalp.The thing was like a coiled snake only inches from her. She was sitting in the living room drinking a cup of tea and he came in, walked up to her, and promptly stuck his snout into the crotch of her shorts. She jumped and shrieked bad dog and started pushing him away. I scolded her, advising her he was just a puppy and all he wanted was for her to pet him and that was his way of saying he liked her. I secretly hoped she hadnt spoiled my plans. She recovered her aplomb and slid down on the floor to pet and console him. I hoped this would mitigate the.