"You did not-" I gasp when I feel the paint slowly making its way from the top to the bottom of my shirt.
Yet, I struggle to hide the hint of a smile on my face as I feel his arm, still around my waist, shaking as he laughs. "I believe I just did."...
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I'm rethinking the last decisions I made over the last decade as I'm still standing in the bathroom.
Yes, I'm drunk, and yes, I came to the bathroom when finding a girl to get it off with seemed impossible as half of them came here with their boyfriend, and the other half of them were drinking an insane amount with their friends an no, I won't go hit on a girl if she's surrounded with ten other girls, talking all together and each relatively pretty on their own way.
So yeah I was so focused on waisting time so I could then go find my best friend to go back to our place or something. And when I was trying to do that I apparently didn't hear the door opening nor did I heard the girl I was now staring at right now coming in.
I take on her apparence and look her up and down. Starting with her beautiful face that seems innocent at first, and her brown wavy hair sitting on her shoulders.
I lower my eyes to her revealing black dress that was hanging by thin straps and the rest of her dress that was so really tight. I can see one side being above the other one, the top of the dress having been lowered, probably because of too much movements. To add to my amazement the bottom came right at the top of her tights, her tanned legs on full display, perched on sharp black heels.
Slowly moving my eyes up I slightly saw the sigh of her nipples, the cold hair coming out one of the small windows hitting us making me a little cold and her nipples hardening.
At this sight I feel myself in my hand and I know she sees it too as her glaze lowered to my dick, thankfully still covered by a little fabric.
I finally dare to look her up in the eyes again I suddenly feel even more drunk, if possible after the amount of drinks I had, trying to entertain myself, and all of this only by her body.
And then she opened her mouth.
"I was looking for the girl's bathroom but guess this isn't half bad." she says glancing at my cock then back at my face, a smirk appearing on her face as she see myself harden slightly at her intense gaze.
"Mmh and so are you just looking?" I reply back, still analyzing her features.
"I don't know-?" She continues innocently thought the sinful smirk on her cute lips was telling another story. She slowly steps closer to me and I can feel myself getting harder and harder by every moments that passed.
"You tell me." I say and push myself from the urinal, thinking that there is places better than this to do whatever she planned on doing, and from the look on her eyes im guessing this won't be innocent.
She chuckles lightly at my response and I yet again I move a little so I can get myself more comfortable.
She comes face to face with me and put both of her hands up my chest before letting them slide lower and lower until she was taking my hands off myself and putting them on her own waist.
