Let her keep reading while you have some fun

“Keep reading,” you say. “Don’t mind me.”

She goes back to reading her psychology book.

“In fact,” you say, sitting down to the left of her, “Pretend I’m not even here. Just keep reading your book silently.”

As she continues to read her book you reach up the back of her tank top and unclip her bra. You are pleasantly surprised to find that it has no shoulder straps and so, with little effort you are able to remove the cups from her breasts and pull it out the bottom of her shirt without anyone else noticing. Throughout this she continues to read her book, although you can see that she knows what you are doing as is only pretending she cannot. She looks terrified at her inability to react to stop you, a look that, while you enjoyed on Professor Porter’s face, isn’t so appealing on this girl’s.

“Don’t be afraid,” you say quietly to her. “Believe that I am not a stranger who has somehow **** you into inaction, but Simon, your favorite ‘friend with benefits’, and we are playing a game whereby you try to ignore me and I try to make you react by sexing you up while not getting caught by anyone. From now on you will never feel as if you are acting against your will, interpreting any commands I give you as suggestions that you follow because you feel you want to not because you have to.”

The girl's face goes from terrified to amused as she continues to play the ‘game’ with you. You lean over and slide your left hand up the front of her shirt and cup her, now uncovered, left breast and run your thumb over her nipple.

“You ‘enjoy that a lot’, don’t you?” you say, emphasizing words into commands. “I know you ‘get really turned on’ when I do it.”

The girl begins to blush and look uncomfortable while still trying desperately to pretend you’re not there. The nipple you are working on becomes hard. Smiling, you put your right arm around her back to cup her right breast, taking its nipple between your thumb and fingers and rubbing it gently to hardness. At the same time you take your left hand, slide it down to her waistband and undo her pants. You slide your hand inside and find her panties already have a moist spot on them. As you touch it she breaths in sharply and begins to bite her lip as the effort of ignoring you becomes far more difficult.

You look around the café. While no-one seems to have noticed what the two of you are doing yet, it is only a matter of time. You wonder whether you should take this somewhere more private.