Her summer dress

She returned wearing the same dress as before. Before the dancing started again, she poured some straight tequila into two shot glasses and pushed for us to drink them. She knocked it back and I followed suit. He face seemed to have changed somehow, there was a rigidity to her movements as she approached to dance. I could not follow what had changed, but she seemed to be readying herself for something.

She returned to the dance position, her in her summer dress and bare feet and me, just wearing my shorts. While she had been gone, I had moved my erect penis into the band of my underwear, hoping that I could better control how much she felt. I turned the music back on and we struck up the pose and pressed our bodies together. And the dancing began again. As our bodies pressed together, I was constantly aware of my hardness pressing against her. But in turn I could feel a hardness pressing back against me. Something beneath her dress was thrusting against me as we moved. I moved my position subtly to try and figure out what it was. But as I did so, my cock freed itself from the confines of my underwear and tented out obscenely. There was no way Sarah didn't feel my hard dick pressing against her stomach. But as I did, I came to the bizarre realisation that it was a hard dick sticking into me from Sarah.

I looked her in the face, she had her eyes down, not looking at anything in particular. There was no way that she didn't know that I had figured it out. It seemed that she had chosen to release her cock and let it go for the dance and see what I made of it. I suppose being drunk and clearly seeing that I was into her had given her the confidence to try it out.