Boyfriend

I have been with Cleave for a few months now. I go to his house and play games with his friends. We sneak off and do naughty things. Following me into the kitchen to corner me and finger me. He pulled that one so often that I started wearing skirts and no panties. Another favorite of his is to have me jerk him off at the table. We always end up finishing our fun in his room after and then I go home. The last night I went to but did not go according to plan. I wore a shorter skirt than usual and a cute tight top to show off my tits. I knew he would enjoy being able to reach for me under the table easier and it would be easier to flash. I noticed his friend Nelson was checking me out almost as much as Cleave was. It was strange but I just figured he liked how I was dressed. I decided to start having some fun a couple hours into the evening. I went to the kitchen for a drink. He has an island counter top that I hopped up on and put a leg up to lean on. I figured this would be a fun way to start off the night. Having him walk in to the kitchen with me flashing my pussy at him. The idea was really exciting to me. Anyone might walk in but I am pretty confident that he knows I am waiting for him.

As I expected a few minutes later he comes walking into the kitchen with a big smile on his face. He walks over to me and starts running his hands up my legs as he nuzzles at my neck. I moan a little as he gets close to where I want him. He reminds me to be quiet or Someone is going to figure out what we are up to. I giggle a little and try to quiet down. He starts working a finger into me and I arch into his hand. My head leans back and I enjoy the feeling of what he does to me. He leaves me riding the edge and sends me back to the table. I glare at him but my heart isn't in it. This is part of the game we play. I sit back down and notice that Nelson is missing. I don't think much of it and I get settled. Cleave comes back and has a drink for myself and him. Cleave has managed to scoot his chair close enough that he can reach into my lap. I hook my leg over him and give him access to me. Thinking it would be fun to see how long I can keep a steady face at the table. We always tried to make each other get so worked up that we have to leave the table. Seemed like today he was going to put me to the test. I nearly yelp when I feel him manage to get his fingers worked into me and can still reach my clit. I wiggle and grind as discretely as I can but I get the feeling he might win this time because he is managing to aggressively work my pussy without anyone the wiser.