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flirty
batted your eyes
flipped and twisted your hair
smiled
licked your lips
traced your lips with your finger
even sucked on your finger,
moving it in and out of your mouth.
with your head tipped down,
you watched me across the room
winked
wiggled your hips as you walked by
used the mirror over the bar
to see if i was watching you
unbuttoned the top button of your blouse,
made certain your cleavage showed,
almost to the nipples.
crossed and uncrossed your legs,
as you swiveled on your bar stool,
lacy boy shorts?
made certain that your hem rode up your thigh,
your skirt was already short enough,
pink lacy boy shorts!
backed into me,
pressed your ass against my crotch,
trying to get a rise out of me?
giggled
squeezed your boobs together,
when you said "Sorry."
Showing your nipples to me.
put your hand on my thigh
moved it toward my groin,
getting the rise out of me you seemed to want.
bent down in such a way,
that I could easily see down your blouse,
I saw, no bra,
your nipples were stiff,
aroused
came up behind me,
hand in my hair,
boobs pressing against my back,
thumb inside the waist of my jeans.
I was getting stiff.
hand on my arm,
moved your legs between mine,
I was nearly fully erect.
So why, as I moved in,
to give you a quick kiss,
Did you turn and walk away.
swinging your hips,
Saying to your girl friends,
"See, I told you he would rise to the bait."
flipped and twisted your hair
smiled
licked your lips
traced your lips with your finger
even sucked on your finger,
moving it in and out of your mouth.
with your head tipped down,
you watched me across the room
winked
wiggled your hips as you walked by
used the mirror over the bar
to see if i was watching you
unbuttoned the top button of your blouse,
made certain your cleavage showed,
almost to the nipples.
crossed and uncrossed your legs,
as you swiveled on your bar stool,
lacy boy shorts?
made certain that your hem rode up your thigh,
your skirt was already short enough,
pink lacy boy shorts!
backed into me,
pressed your ass against my crotch,
trying to get a rise out of me?
giggled
squeezed your boobs together,
when you said "Sorry."
Showing your nipples to me.
put your hand on my thigh
moved it toward my groin,
getting the rise out of me you seemed to want.
bent down in such a way,
that I could easily see down your blouse,
I saw, no bra,
your nipples were stiff,
aroused
came up behind me,
hand in my hair,
boobs pressing against my back,
thumb inside the waist of my jeans.
I was getting stiff.
hand on my arm,
moved your legs between mine,
I was nearly fully erect.
So why, as I moved in,
to give you a quick kiss,
Did you turn and walk away.
swinging your hips,
Saying to your girl friends,
"See, I told you he would rise to the bait."
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