I cooed, feeling the wine and a little tickle between my legs, "It's weird how I don't notice, but when you say something, then I do." Still petting myself, bobbing my foot up and down, staring at him, leering at him. Feeling so deliciously decadent. If he only knew.

So as I pet my kitty, we talked about our cats. HA.

At one point he said, "Are you holding a cat too?"

Oh my god!! "Yes." I said, my hand cupping my own personal pussy. "I am."

"Even this feels different. I have to write a report. I can tell I have Leon [one of our cats]. He's smaller. Maybe...