Very Impatient on a sex fanstay

There was an expectant pause as I watched her building herself up to say something.

It was quite cute really.

Simone moved her hand to my leg and leaned forward, "Remember last month at our housewarming party when you got really smashed while we were playing that game and we had to swap clothes in the closet?" she said raising her eyebrows suggestively.

"Vaguely," I said trying to move away from her touch, uncomfortable where this was heading. I did remember trying to see and feel as much of her as we changed in the confined space that was for sure.

"Remember how hot you looked once I placed that blond wig on you and how you liked the feeling so much you left my clothes the rest of the night." she reminded me shuffling forward on the sofa towards me as I found myself inching backwards.

"Yes, I was just joking around and..."

"And remember," Simone interrupted, "how one of our new neighbors arrived late and tried to pick you up and started rubbing your thigh on the coach?"

"Yes I couldn't get away," I stammered getting up from the sofa

"And remember when I dragged you away from him into the bedroom you had a massive erection." Simone smiled lifting herself from the coach too.

"It must have been the way the way the dress rubbed against my crutch," I muttered.

"Any way you looked beautiful David. I mean you really looked like a girl. If you had padded out the bra you were wearing..." she said pushing me up against the wall and squeezing my chest

"Oh, ok, thanks... I think," I stammered. She had her body pressed to mine and the feeling of her ample chest squashed against me was very distracting.

"Could you dress up for me now David? I would really like it." Simone eyes held my own with an intense gaze. I felt her hand move down my chest to my stomach and then stop teasingly just under the top of my pants.

"I, I, I guess so, I mean if you re...really want me too," I stuttered

"Great I'll go to my room and find something for you to wear."