Darrill Cole

I was determined to ensure he couldn’t ignore me. Looking around nervously to make sure everyone was still preoccupied,

I removed my flats from my right foot. Then I leaned closer and found his leg again. I ran my stockinged toes over his ankle, moving it up, slowly.

He looked at me again, sharply, his eyes darkening. I gave him an innocent smile and looked away.

I continued to move my foot up, higher and higher, ignoring his eyes. Soon, my foot found his already hard erection.