I’m obviously enjoying writing and sharing this, not to mention making myself wet reliving it, so i decided to pretty much get straight on writing the next bit.
So i woke up the day i was supposed to pick Sam up from the airport excited and nervous and a little concerned that things would be weird, we hadn’t seen each other since before this started. I drove to pick him up and couldn’t stop staring at him, i couldn’t look away from the way his body moved against his clothing. I tried to snap myself out of it when i found out his aunt and uncle had arranged to have breakfast with him, which of course i’d be going to as i was his ride home.
Sam and i (naturally) sat next to each other and soon i felt his leg brushing against mine, which sent a jolt straight between my legs and made me catch my breath, as ridiculous as that sounded from such a small touch. At that point i knew there wasn’t going to be awkwardness, and that we were going to be fine, however that didn’t answer the question of how we were going to get away with it. I began to press my leg back against his, and soon felt his hand lightly caressing my thigh, which sent me out of my mind. I began to feel my juices soaking my panties, and excused myself before things became obvious to his aunt and uncle.