Emma’s t-shirt had ridden up while she slept and exposed all of her stomach and most of one boob. He was able to see then that she hadn’t worn a b...a to his house; he had no way of knowing of the distractions she had had to contend with while trying to head to his house.His instinct told him to pull down her shirt, but he realized that if he did, and she awoke, it could easily be misconstrued as sexual assault. And that would be bad.Instead, he went and got another blanket (human sized) from his. Our drinks showed up a few minutes later and Stacey excused herself to use the bathroom. When she came out we toasted to "new friends". As I said we were both feeling a bit tipsy, so I made a move, I figured if she rejected me, I'd just jerk off when she left, but why not try to tap that huge ass of hers!I said "You must be tired after all that traveling, why not sit next to me here on the bed, I'll be happy to massage your shoulders for you... She looked at her drink, took a big gulp and. She wanted him, but now there was no rush. She was happy to let him take his time, enjoying the anticipation of what was coming next. He undid the other buttons one by one. As the last button popped open, she slipped the blouse off her shoulders, letting it drop onto the floor. Her black bra pushed her large breasts upwards and together, enhancing an already attractive cleavage. Now he could see her hard nipples through the lacy holes, with their dark aureole. He put his hands behind her back,. I said, “I think one of us is in the wrong restroom.”To which she replied in a deep voice, “No honey, I’m in the right one,” and dried her hands, then sashayed out, those sweet cheeks swinging hard.Dopey me, I stood there as she dried her hands and left, my jaw on the sink, and the biggest hard-on in my pants, unable to say a word.I had another sexy dream that night about having a blind date. A dinner date where the conversation started about interesting things in our past while evolving to.