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She is the One (Part 17)

Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

me a second to realize she was spelling out letters and I paid attention. I’m so bored I suppressed a smile and surreptitiously put my hand on her leg. Me too I wanna play You’ll have to wait She gave me a pouting face. I smiled at her and slowly started to pull up the edge of her skirt. Her eyes grew wide and she very subtly shook her head. I pretended not to see and continued pulling it up until I felt her bare skin on my fingertips. I massaged her thigh gently, trying my best not to draw attention to the motion. Thankfully, mom had draped the table in a fancy linen cloth so our legs were hidden for the most part. I traced patterns on her inner thigh, coming as close as I dared to her bare pussy. The heat increased every time my fingers came close and I could feel moistness dripping onto her skin. She bit her lip and tried to focus on eating, making sure her jaw and fork were in constant motion. She chewed her food hard, gulping down milk when she couldn’t eat anymore, but it wasn’t enough to distract her from what I was doing. I wasn’t actually planning on touch her sensitive spot (even she wouldn’t be able to mask that) but she didn’t know that and I was having fun playing on that uncertainty. She threw a worried look at me, her eyes flicking around the table at everyone else as if to remind me where we were. I shrugged slightly and quickly shot my hand to right above where her clit was. She squeaked lightly and jumped. Everyone turned to her. “You okay, honey?” Mrs. ... Hannigan asked. Kayla beat her chest and pretended to gasp. “Yeah,” she replied, breathless for reasons they didn’t suspect, “Just some turkey caught in my throat.” Everyone seemed to accept this and went back to their conversations. Well, almost everyone. Amanda was giving us a funny look, like she was searching for something in our faces. She then glanced at my arms and I realized that it would look very odd that I was eating with only one hand while the other was hidden below the table. I slowly took my hand away from Kayla’s thigh and smoothly took out my cell phone, pretending like I had only wanted to check it. I put it away and went back to my meal. It was a while before Amanda’s eyes left us. Everyone took a few more trips back to the kitchen, if only to make sure that they were able to try everything, but belts were quickly needing to be loosened. It was during one of these excursions to the kitchen that Kayla sidled up next to me and gave me a significant look. We were still within ear-shot of the dining room so even a whisper was risky, but the look told me all I needed to know: she was dripping wet and I’d be in trouble if I didn’t service her before the day was out. Even with seven people eating, we barely made a dent in the massive meal. As we leaned back, stomachs full and belches loud, I glanced at the kitchen and saw that most of the platters were still brimming over with food waiting to be eaten. Hell, every time I had gone back to the kitchen, I had made sure ...