Jake recreates what he thinks he sees

Jake slid his hand under the table and onto Abbie's leg. It amazed him that no matter how many times he was intimate with her, no matter how recently they may have had sex, just touching her again sent tingles through his body. And Abbie was the same way. She loved the feeling of Jake's hand on her body. If she had any regret, it was that he was touching her dress, and not her skin.

"I think he's probably touching her leg," said Jake.

"Mmm," hummed Abbie.

"But it's so much more intimate if he were to pull the material of the dress up a bit, and maybe touch her skin. Do you think he'd do that?"

Abbie had her eyes closed. "Mm, yes, I do."

Jake ran his hand down Abbie's thigh, and found the hem of her dress. He deftly pulled up the hem with his finger tip, making very light contact with Abbie's knee.

"I mean, it's just a leg. It's not any big deal, right?"

"Sure," said Abbie idly.

"Though if he were to push the dress further up," said Jake.

"Mm, yes, what would that be like? I wonder?" said Abbie, lost in the moment.

Jake continued to pull Abbie's dress up. His hand ran along the top of her leg. He allowed his fingertips to trickle ever so slightly down the inside of Abbie's thigh, and he could both hear her breathing get heavier and feel her body quiver slightly.

"He's doing some lovely work," said Abbie with a smile.

"Yes, he is," agreed Jake. "He doesn't really know her at all, though. Do you think he'd still, you know, push the limits a bit?"

"Oh, I do think so. He seems ... adventurous."

Jake pushed his hand further across Abbie's leg, his fingers now dropping fully to her inner thigh.

Abbie sighed with a shudder. Jake could feel the warmth of her nether region. She swallowed and said, "mm, that's a good adventure."

Jake took a breath and got a little more aggressive with his hand. "Is he trying to go further? To really break the boundaries?"

Not entirely sure what Jake meant specifically -- but still hopeful and eager -- Abbie said, "I think he probably is."

Jake moved his hand upward and touched the outer material of Abbie's panties. She was warm and perhaps a bit moist. "Oops. He made incidental contact with her panties. Surely he didn't mean to."

"No, he would never mean to. He was just groping her leg, nothing more." Abbie's voice had a slight flair of playful sarcasm.

"Wait, really?" Jake didn't sense the tone.

Abbie grinned. "Of course he meant to. Who would go this far without wanting more?"

"Good point." Jake pressed his fingers against Abbie's panties, feeling the outline of her pussy. "He doesn't care that they're at a public function. Or that they're strangers."

"Or that he's married. Or that there's a couple just across the lawn watching them," Abbie added.

Jake's breath stopped briefly when Abbie referred to them as a couple. He knew that's not quite what she meant, but the word was enough to catch him. He took a beat, then spoke again. "Nope, he's just all in on fingering her pussy. Do you think he just goes for the gold?"

"I'm sure of it," said Abbie as Jake began to rub her pussy through her panties. Jake fingered her through the cotton material before nudging his fingers along the hem of her panties and easing his way under the cloth.

"Is she receptive? Is she wet?" Jake asked quietly.

"Mm, she is ... she always is." Abbie smiled.

She was indeed, Jake noted. Abbie's pussy was moist and soft. Jake effortlessly slid a fingertip into her pussy, pushing in a little at first, then going deeper and adding a second finger.

"She's trying to still hold a conversation," Jake said, partly in the roleplay and partly as he watched Taylor at the other table. Whether or not Rick was mirroring Jake's behavior was unclear, but Rick's hand was still out of Jake's view. So at the very least, the roleplay matched plausible imagination.