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Dave's heart would likely escape his chest it thumped so hard. He looked at Dove's phone, the wait would likely kill him. If he had misjudged anything, the result could be disastrous. She had said that it felt good, though, right?

Dave glanced past where Dove's phone sat on the table. Her skirt had inched up considerably from where he had opened her legs for a moment. He looked at Dove's face and smiled then his eyes returned to the skirt. He could just catch a glimpse of the edge of her mound whenever she squirmed a little.

He shifted in his seat. The room was so hot suddenly. Fuck it, he thought. He put his hand back on her thigh. He gripped it tight enough to let her know that she was not allowed to remove it this time. "Yes, we will wait." He looked back to the phone and waited.
 
William elt sick when he read the text. How dare dave...? but he was feeling unknown excitement that he was shameull to admit . His cock fully erect all o a sudden at its ull 2 inches. he was scared, scared that dove might dump her. He know that he should not have left her . He needed to keep this girl. She was so beautiull. Almost a godess to him. He wanted to keep her at all cost. Besides what little harm can a little flirting do ? He was confident dove would do nothing crazy with dave .

" i understand perectly babe. umm sure ok. have fun . See you on the weekend" wrote back william.

Scared that if he did not agree Dove will be even more pissed at him. And then there was Dave.

He shook with fear when he thought about what dave will do it him if he get pissed off
 
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The wait had been short. In less than a minute, Will's reply arrived. Dave watched the phone buzz on the table. The words were clear on the screen and much like he expected.

He watched Stella's face as she read the words, her confusion was clear. She would have to speak those words aloud to believe them, plus he wanted to watch her lips recite them to him, so he claimed ignorance. He rubbed his hand around to the inside of her thigh and asked, "So, what does your boyfriend think of us using each other for enjoyment?"
 
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Dove looked at his hand as he grabbed her thigh, rather tight this time. She moved her hand off the table, ready to pull his hand away for a second time, when her phone buzzed on the table. She looked away from her leg and up at the table, grabbing it before moving it to her face and reading over the text quickly. Her face took on that of clear shock. Sure, Will wasn't the toughest guys around, but she thought he would at least tell her he was mad or upset with her. She was having a milkshake with Dave. Someone he didn't like, how could he just be okay with that?

She looked at Dave as he asked what the text said, as his hand moved to her inner thigh, making her open her legs a bit more. "Oh umm," A light blush covered her cheeks before she looked down at her phone again, "It says, 'I understand perfectly. Have fun. I'll see you on the weekend'." She told him, reading the important parts. After a moment of staring at the screen, she put the phone back on the table and quickly reached down, grabbing his hand and pulling it away.

"You know, l think l should go." Dove said, "You obviously have a little fantasy on your mind that your going to get with me, but your not, okay? I have a boyfriend already!" She told him.
 
"Boyfriend? Really?" Dave pulled the shake over in front of him on the table. The sun through the window glittered off the the drips slowly forming on the side of the glass. As he continued talking he slid his middle finger through the sparkling condensation. The action looked absentminded, but it was very suggestive and that was no accident.

"That's not really what most girls would call a guy who sends them a text like the one you just read to me." Dave turned his eyes to Dove, but she stared at cold glass holding their shake. "You are right, though, Dove you do have a boyfriend. You have a boyfriend with a very wealthy father, but you aren't the kind of girl that wants a man just for his money, are you?"

"Will has more than money, though, doesn't he. He was my friend once. I understand. Will is smart; he's usually kind; and, sometimes he's even a little funny. There are a lot of things Will is good for, but there are other things that he will never be good for." With a jerk of his hand, Dave spun and slid the glass down the table. It stopped sliding directly in front of Dove. It wobbled a moment then settled with the barely recognizable wet outline staring At Dove's face.

He looked Dove in the eyes and smiled. "I have a lot of fantasies, Dove." He smirked innocently. "A lot of fantasies about things I am willing to do for you that Will obviously isn't."

"You want me to let you leave?" He nodded to the door. "Go ahead. Of course you will have to climb over my lap." He rested his hand atop hers and leaned a whisper to her. "Be warned though," he moved her hand to his crotch, "I am incredibly hard."

Before she had time to pull her hand away, he set it back on the bench between them. "That happens sometimes, almost all the time , really. You wouldn't understand your boyfriend doesn't have this condition."

The moisture from the glass still coated his thumb. He shared the wetness with Dove, dragging the thumb across the back of her hand. "So you can climb over me and go now or you can wrap those pretty lips around that straw and suck up a little more desert while I soften."
 
William started to do his homework , he knew he should have just told her to keep as far from dave as possible . But held back simply because what if she gets angry with him ?

He smiled at the thought that there will be plenty of time for her to have fun this weekend . His parents away. He finally will be able to fuck her, and enjoy her , like the dudes with abnormally large cock he has heard in school fucking .

He always thought his cock was average .
 
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