Closetlee
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Had this absolutely mind blowing scene this past Saturday and I finally need to get it off my chest. Now to take a few steps back, I posted here maybe last month 'a lee training her ler' ... this is his progress. Enjoy
This past Sat was a friends 30th birthday so of course we have to celebrate. Nothing to crazy because unfortunately he had a bad stomach virus that put him in the ER the day before so it was a close friends night out sort of situation. We did go out to this great Cuban dance bar out in Secaucus, NJ. Great music, cheap drinks, and pretty much the local crowd no crazy tourists and drunk people. Now I don't mind dancing, I like going out there and shaking and what not, but for some reason I was really nervous and when I'm nervous I talk and fumble a lot. Ok so fast forward we are there, cheers have been said to the bday boy, everyone is chat chitting and all that jazz. I'm making as much small talk as I can to someone I didn't know to well when brandon puts his hands on my knee and starts to squeeze it while I'm talking to this girl. Trying not to pay to much attention to him I keep coming up with way to talk to this girl until he squeezed my knee to hard I couldn't cover it I pulled away and spilled my drink on him. . . . 'you're in so much trouble for that' he immediately said as I was trying to dry him off. The whole rest of the night his hands didn't stop tickling me when he could help it. On the dance floor he would pull me in and hold me so close I couldn't get away and attack my sides or hips. Sitting next to him he would somehow always be able to get me when my guard was dropped. All the while smiling and just saying 'you are in so much trouble'. A couple more hours go by we finally decide to get a cab and as soon as we were in the car I started paying for it. The whole cab ride home was full of taunts and squeezes and playful threats. We were both so turned on from the whole night of drinking and dancing and me kinda sorta maybe a little provoking on my part of getting him hard slipping my fingers inside me then drying them off in his hands and telling him it was his own fault and that he should clean up his mess, that as soon as we were in the door we just fucked the night away. Here and there he would attack and that would just fire me up again. We passed out next to each other a couple of naked sweaty bodies.
The next day he had to recoup while I went to a rope share and told him I'll need him to practice all the fun new knotts I learn.
Hope you enjoyed my story.
p.s. He told me something that made me the wettest I think any one has ever got me and it was when he told me that he really likes the way I laugh.
This past Sat was a friends 30th birthday so of course we have to celebrate. Nothing to crazy because unfortunately he had a bad stomach virus that put him in the ER the day before so it was a close friends night out sort of situation. We did go out to this great Cuban dance bar out in Secaucus, NJ. Great music, cheap drinks, and pretty much the local crowd no crazy tourists and drunk people. Now I don't mind dancing, I like going out there and shaking and what not, but for some reason I was really nervous and when I'm nervous I talk and fumble a lot. Ok so fast forward we are there, cheers have been said to the bday boy, everyone is chat chitting and all that jazz. I'm making as much small talk as I can to someone I didn't know to well when brandon puts his hands on my knee and starts to squeeze it while I'm talking to this girl. Trying not to pay to much attention to him I keep coming up with way to talk to this girl until he squeezed my knee to hard I couldn't cover it I pulled away and spilled my drink on him. . . . 'you're in so much trouble for that' he immediately said as I was trying to dry him off. The whole rest of the night his hands didn't stop tickling me when he could help it. On the dance floor he would pull me in and hold me so close I couldn't get away and attack my sides or hips. Sitting next to him he would somehow always be able to get me when my guard was dropped. All the while smiling and just saying 'you are in so much trouble'. A couple more hours go by we finally decide to get a cab and as soon as we were in the car I started paying for it. The whole cab ride home was full of taunts and squeezes and playful threats. We were both so turned on from the whole night of drinking and dancing and me kinda sorta maybe a little provoking on my part of getting him hard slipping my fingers inside me then drying them off in his hands and telling him it was his own fault and that he should clean up his mess, that as soon as we were in the door we just fucked the night away. Here and there he would attack and that would just fire me up again. We passed out next to each other a couple of naked sweaty bodies.
The next day he had to recoup while I went to a rope share and told him I'll need him to practice all the fun new knotts I learn.
Hope you enjoyed my story.
p.s. He told me something that made me the wettest I think any one has ever got me and it was when he told me that he really likes the way I laugh.
