Maybe because of the wine the conversation began to flow a little easier with the first awkward moments behind them. However, after the wine and the cheese and crackers, her body was beginning to swim with lust again. Her crotch began to pulse and she wiggled it against the stool beneath her. Then with hardly a thought in her head about where it would lead, she lifted her leg and pressed the ball of her naked foot against his covered crotch enjoying the feel of that warm soft place against her toes. She teased him with the naughty motion of her massaging foot and her dancing eyes, until he could no longer ignore the come-on.
“You telling me you’re horny again?”
“Humm. I suppose I am.” She was a long way from having enough of him. His body, his hands, his chest and eyes and kissing lips.
