I catch up on the news and read my emails. An hour goes by. Then, two. At the three and a half hour mark, there’s a knock on the door. Hands shaking, I answer it. And there he is. He’s changed into more casual clothes like me, which doesn’t disarm his physical presence in the slightest. He takes in everything about me, from my hair that’s been let down and is damp and curly still from my shower, to my t-shirt, with the outline of my tits with their nipples peaked, all the way down to how I fill out my jeans. I can’t help making the same appraisal. He, too, is freshly showered, and the smell of him is completely clean and free of cologne. I feel my nostrils flare as I take in the purely male scent of him. His long sleeved shirt looks soft and comfortable, but is fitted to his frame. His jeans are snug, and now I’ve lost track of everything else, because he fills them out so perfectly, I know I’ve been staring too long. “Do I pass inspection?” He asks with a grin. “I think you’ll do,”. She wondered when John would hold her close again and how long would she have to wait to have that feeling again. She didn't even realise she was flirting with John but she was.As the film went from scary scene to even scarier Lisa would keep jumping with fright where as Sarah would just lay there. Under the covers John had his hands resting on her young ankles gentle rubbing them. So soft so warm and smooth as his hand moved up and down her calf's. With no re action from Sarah or her offering to move her legs he gentle carried on stroking her legs just up to her lower knee but it did feel so nice to John.Making eye contact with Sarah to ensure she was ok with what his hand was doing under the covers. Her eyes looked at him with the knowing look that she didn't mind his touching. Or was she paying any attention as it was only innocent rubbing of her lower leg. Her feet on his knee in his crouch area or very close. His hands now actually resting on her knees just staying there not.
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