"STOP. IT"
I whispered aggressively to Andrew. I moved his hand off of my thigh. He'd been rubbing and squeezing my thigh under the table knowing that turned me on. To make it worse, we're sitting at the dinner table with his family for thanksgiving dinner.
A: Stop what baby?
He whispered back to me as if he didn't know what he was doing.
Me: You know what, you know that turns me on and we are having dinner with your family.
I whispered to him.
A: Come on baby, I know you want it, no matter where we are.
He whispered in my ear as he placed his hand back on my thigh and continued to rub it. My pussy was getting wetter by the second. The way the table was designed, nobody could see what he was doing. And it's a good thing no one could see because what he did next caught me way off guard. He slid his hand up my thigh and under my dress. My dress was long and had a high slit on the side, so he had very easy access.
He rubbed my pussy through my panties. As if that wasn't bold enough, he slid my panties to the side and started rubbing my clit. Knowing I couldn't moan, I quickly laid my head on him.
"Elise are you okay?"
Andrew's mother asked me. I guess she noticed me lay my head down. I didn't answer because I didn't know what to say.
A:She hasn't been feeling good today, her head and stomach hurts.
He said with "concern." I looked up at him, a look of disbelief on my face. He knew damn well I was feeling perfectly fine all day long.
"Aw honey that sucks, why don't you go upstairs, take some medicine, and lay down for a bit, maybe it'll help"
His mom said.
A: Yeah baby come on i'll help you to the room.
He said while trying to contain his excitement.
Me: No it's okay i'm fine.
I replied.
"No no baby you go up there and rest, come back down when you feel good"
His mother continued.
"Andrew take her upstairs to the guest room, I just had the maids clean it so it shouldn't be messy"
She said.
A: Yes ma'am, come on baby.
Before I could decline Andrew had my hand in his hand, helping me out the chair. Once I was out of the chair, Andrew put me in front of him and guided me upstairs. All of his family told me they hope I felt better soon. I told them thank you and he guided us upstairs and into the guest room. I walked in first and he walked in behind me. He shut the door and locked it.
I went to turn around and when I did he picked me up and started carrying me to the bed. We laughed as he laid me on my back on the bed. He got between my legs.
Me: You are not slick.
I said while smiling.
A: What are you talking about?
He asked jokingly.
Me: You know damn well I have not been feeling bad today.
I said.
A: Really? Because I can recall you saying your stomach hurt last night, oh wait that was after I-
I cut him off
