We go out. You know you'll be expected to drink a lot. You're dressed sexy and other men are looking at you.
As the evening progresses, the inevitable needs begin to build up. You glance longingly at the womens room. I catch you looking and tell you "don't even think about it."
We have a relaxing evening of drinks and dancing. At one point I step back into a corner and leave you alone and guys are immediately hitting on you, asking you to dance. You oblige even though I know you're starting to really need it. Grinding on the dance floor helps you cover but it also forces you to stand which is getting uncomfortable.
Finally you come find me. You're wiggly, can't stand still, tugging at your skirt. I take my time finishing my last drink and we leave. Outside you look at me imploringly. Sometimes I'll let you go in a little cup in the car so. Not tonight. You need to wait until we get home.
And then finally we're in the driveway. You've leaked just a tiny bit in your underwear.
What happens next?
sean_rw(a)yahoo.com
As the evening progresses, the inevitable needs begin to build up. You glance longingly at the womens room. I catch you looking and tell you "don't even think about it."
We have a relaxing evening of drinks and dancing. At one point I step back into a corner and leave you alone and guys are immediately hitting on you, asking you to dance. You oblige even though I know you're starting to really need it. Grinding on the dance floor helps you cover but it also forces you to stand which is getting uncomfortable.
Finally you come find me. You're wiggly, can't stand still, tugging at your skirt. I take my time finishing my last drink and we leave. Outside you look at me imploringly. Sometimes I'll let you go in a little cup in the car so. Not tonight. You need to wait until we get home.
And then finally we're in the driveway. You've leaked just a tiny bit in your underwear.
What happens next?
sean_rw(a)yahoo.com
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