A few minutes later, Jesse asked me if I wanted a refill. I knew I was at my alcohol limit, but I told him I wanted the refill. Once he got up, I parted my legs slightly to see what Ben would do. I was shocked when he moved his hand between my legs and placed it over my covered p***y. I quickly moved it and mouthed, "Stop it." He stopped and gave me a nervous smile. I smiled back at him and mouthed, "You are bad. I'm not like that."
Ben whispered, "I know. Sorry."
It was my fault. I'm the one who put his hand on my lap, I thought. I mouthed, "It's ok. It was my fault. But we have to stop. Ok?" Ben shook his head in agreement as Jesse came back with a drink for me but none for him. "Done drinking, lightweight," I teased him.
"Yeah. It's almost one in the morning, and I worked all day. I'
