Bryan turned to me and said, “We can talk in here, it’s a bit quiet and more private.
He then locked the door and sat down on the loveseat. He padded his hand on the adjacent cushion, urging me to sit next to him. I thought is was nice he he wasn’t being demanding like so many other men would be, but I was feeling sexy and hungry for something more exciting. I stood in front of him, my dress tented towering over him in my heels. I watched his facial expressions as I moved back and forth, my clit swaying under the dress. He showed me that lovely smile again as he nudged the front of his pants. I could see a nice bulge hiding behind his zipper.
“Come sit by me, Sara.”
I shook my head and continued swaying side to side. Slowly I raised my dress a little more as Bryan sat back. His eyes were riveted on my legs as I teased him. I saw a shyness in him as he tried hiding his hard cock with his hand. I watched as his hand ever so slightly squeezed himself, attempting to hide his actions. I knew he liked what he was seeing and was excited by the anticipation of possibly seeing more. After seeing Jasmine with her big clit, I was impressed that Bryan was so aroused by me.
“Do you like this Bryan? Do you? You wanna see more of me?” I asked.
Bryan nodded.
“Are you really as innocent as you seem?” I teased as I pulled on my dress to rise up just under my balls.
Bryan shrugged his shoulders and blushed. Bryan worked for my father and Jane, he wasn’t what I would ever consider innocent. But he didn’t appear to be one of those Dominant macho guys either, there was something about him that still captured the aura of boyish innocence, he had a vulnerability about him that allowed you to be honest and genuine with him. I thought to myself, is this real, or some weird act to get with Daddies daughter?
“You know Bryan, I’m one of the girls, I’m one of those girls that has some extra parts.”
The tease was making me as crazy as it seemed to making him. My clit was hard and I could feel it whetting my dress. If it wasn’t for being white the stain would be far more obvious, Bryan’s hand had not left the front of his pants and he nervously still glanced between the hem of my dress and my face. He didn’t want to miss the reveal, if there was to be one. And I told myself, there was certainly gonna be one.
I spun around hoping he would get a quick peek of my smooth round bottom, and then I stopped facing away, as I reached down to touch the floor. I heard him inhale and hold it as I looked back at him from between my spread legs. My balls hung nicely, as I pulled my dress father up my butt. My cheeks parted slightly, exposing my puckered tight fuck hole. I abruptly turned and raised my dress to my waist. My hard clit stood straight up, and was pulsing and twitching with ever beat of my excited heart.
“Oh my!” Bryan sighed.
“I told you I had extra parts too, just like Jasmine.”
Bryan stumbled with his words, “Sa…Sara, your clit is lovely, so much lovelier than Jasmine’s.”
“Really? Hers is so much bigger, hers makes me feel inadequate,” I relied, holding back a grin.
I stepped closer, inches from Bryan. He leaned back on the loveseat, extending the distance between us.
“Are you playing hard to get?” I asked in a sexy tone.
Bryan once again smiled at me and asked, “Is this what you really want Sara?
“Yes, Bryan, that’s exactly what I want.”