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The boy next door
Date: 4/13/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: BabyBlonde123, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories
"Hey! I could have been talking about anything; but I like the way your mind is headed." He winks, acting innocent. "Did you see her face? It was almost as red as mine," I say, sending him a small scowl. "I didn't notice," he says, grinning. "You're embarrassing." "Relax, Mara, Don't get your panties in a twist," he says, leaning towards me with an eyebrow quirked, taunting me. "Relax, huh?" I ask, leaning back in my chair and reaching out my leg under the table. My high heels come in contact with his pants, he sits up straighter, looking at me hesitantly. I slowly tease my leg up the side of his calf, running my foot along his thigh, just enough for him to tense slightly. I bring my leg up all the way, letting my foot rest in his lap. "Do you like my shoes, Colton?" He glances down at his lap and he nods, bringing his hand down to my ankle, running it up my calf and squeezing lightly and I let out a quiet exaggerated moan at his actions. "I love them," he whispers, his hand going lower under the table, up further on my leg. Just as he reaches my thigh, I pull away. "Good, " I say, as his hand slips off of my calf. "Me too." I smile at the fleeting frustrated look on his face. "What's the matter, Colton? You look a little tense." He just looks at me and shakes his head as I let out a small laugh. I can't believe how wet I am at our exchange. His hands on my leg were like heaven. "Oh no, I'm fine," he says, suddenly back to his confident self. "Mara, take off your panties," ... he says, a glint in his dark green eyes. "What?" I ask, shocked, leaning forwards across the booth, lowering my voice. "Give me your panties." "I- I can't do that," I say, my heart hammering against my chest. I try to ignore the way that my clit pounds with his words. "Why not?" he asks, narrowing his eyes in a challenge. Oh God, that look on his face makes my pussy throb. "I-I just can't. We're in public." "I knew you wouldn't do it," he says, sitting back in his chair. "You're too tense." I scowl at him, not liking that I'm backing down from his challenge. But he's got a point, why not? It's not as if I don't want to, because a part of me does. A part of me wants to do everything and anything that he asks of me. "Fine," I say, narrowing my eyes right back. I glance around the dark restaurant, checking to see if anyone is looking. I quickly shimmy my hips, raising my dress slightly on my legs so that I can grip my black lace thong. What am I doing? I question in my mind. I'm fairly certain that if any other man would have asked me to take my panties off, I would have left him on the spot. Colton's smoldering eyes watch me, and I grin at the excitement of it all. I slide it down my legs, leaning forward so that my thong doesn't catch on my heels. His eyes are watching me, and I vaguely wonder if I have the same effect on him that he seems to have on me. I grip the thin material in my hand, internally cursing when I feel how damp it is. I lean forward, my arm underneath the ...