It felt easy to lie there like that with my head resting against Lee’s chest. We’d sat like this so often over the years that I barely thought anything of it.
That was until I felt Lee’s hand absentmindedly brush against my bosom.
“Lee?” I breathed out in shock, and that’s when I realized his wasn’t the only hand that was travelling beyond the border of friendship.
Dale’s hand had been resting upon my leg for a while now, yet the further into the film, the further it seemed to travel up my thigh. My entire body tingled with delight when I felt his fingers squeeze my feverish flesh. Even beneath the material of my skirt I could feel the seductive heat of his palm.