"I don't know unless you tell me," I answered, taking perverse pleasure in making her spell it out for me. I'm not sure why this conversation was having such an effect on me but my dick was definitely reacting.

"When we're kissing he rubs me between my legs," she whispered, or maybe it was a sigh.

"Ellie, you got upset when I didn't describe specifically what touching meant. Don't you think you should do the same and tell me whether this touching was on the outside or inside of your clothing?" I asked her as I watched her squirm on the bed.

"It started out on the outside, but I...