Jordyn was feeling frisky. Though she was by no means ashamed of her sexuality, she also didnât have an exhibitionist bone in her body. She was shy, reserved, and, by her own account, a polite young woman who could never do anything inappropriate. Tonight, however, something got into her that she just couldnât resist. Out to dinner with a group of friendsââincluding the best friend no one knew she was fuckingââshe slyly brought a hand over to her friendâs thigh. Ghosting her fingers along the skin of her friendâs inner thigh, she flashed her a gentle little smile, feigning innocence she was currently in no possession of. She trailed her fingers up, teasing her lover, all the while pretending to be interested in the conversation their friends were having.
