my new friend
I met a girl at the library about a month ago. Seems we have a lot in common, so I ended up going over to her house yesterday. From the moment I arrived to her house, she kept giving me that “look”. She commented on my lovely feet. Pretty pink toenails clearly visible in my heels, that’s when
I knew she was hooked.
My bare feet flexing as I moved my legs about frequently, allowing the ruffle edge of my white skirt to ride up on my thighs.
I know I shouldn’t have done it, but I couldn’t resist pulling the neckline of my top down a little to show that my breasts are more than a handful. Later when when I was leaving, Lacy made a point of picking something (maybe a fuzzy or a hair) from my cleavage. I think it was an excuse to touch my breasts. Lacy had made it clear during our conversation that she’s Bi. We discussed lingerie and panties as well as toys (she wants to try a double headed dildo with another woman). Judging by our conversation and comments she made, Lacy is looking forward to getting her hands on me which if everything goes to plan will be soon.
Later on that evening, I was chatting with her online shortly after I got home, she told me that her hand was on her pussy which was wet from thinking about playing with me.