my hands have been very bad lately. they have a mind of their own. it is sort of like the movie Idle Hands (with the 17 year old, kinky, half naked in parts of the movie, goddess jessica alba) with exception of killing. my hands are aiming to please people. there was tuesday morning with slut, wednesday night with slut and then the person i ate lunch with today.
when i went out with slut and red on last friday, i ran into one of my older brother's friends. he was at my brother's wedding in the fall. i flirted with him a little at the wedding and a lot on friday night. we exchanged numbers on friday. when i called him on sunday, he offered to take me out to lunch sometime this week. today, he took me out to lunch. i flirted my way through lunch. he didn't seem to mind because he was flirting back. we were driving back from lunch and my hand got ideas.
the hand crept over to his leg, high on his lap. it didn't stop there because my fingers started to move on his thigh. he was nervous. i could tell in his voice as he talked to me. i never touched his dick directly, but i knew it was hard. he walked me to the door and gave me a hug. my hand took the opportunity to brush over his dick.
- miss wolfe