Then her hands moved downwards, up under the tank top, and she drew it up and over her head and tossed it to the floor. The soft light revealed a ligh...t film of sweat. Then she leaned forward a bit and reached up toward where his left hand was tied. With both hands, she caressed his arm, slowly working her way downwards, using fingertips and fingernails in gentle concert. She traced her way down over his collarbone, his nipple (circling until he writhed again) and again over his belly, making. “ come on we are gonna be late “ he said with a smile on his face then slapped my ass as he walked past me. I was speechless.Practice was weird we kept looking at each other and distracting each other even made him miss a catch and he had to keep “adjusting” himself throughout the practice, he had a boner the whole time. We got back to the room and he closed the door behind us, when I turned around he attacked me with his mouth kissing me, I just let it happen kissing him back but this time we. I’d been sitting, waiting for 10 minutes already and I was nervous. I pulled at the hem of the dress I’d worn, wondering again why I’d worn something so short and tight when I wasn’t planning on going home with you. I’d promised myself that.The barman had given me a funny look when I’d gone up and ordered a drink. Sort of a leer with a wink. I noticed that he kept on looking over, probably wondering why I was drinking by myself. I felt self-conscious and pulled the little bolero jacket. I know most of my breasts were on display from both the front and sides of my loose tank top, with the low neckline and big arm holes, as well as all the swinging my boobs were doing. I don’t know if anyone could tell I didn’t have any bottoms on or not. Every guy I passed gave me a long stare. About a half mile in I saw a spot across the stream that looked like it might work, just a little grassy spot inside some bushes, up the side of a hill. The stream was a little wider here, but only about.