She gets more daring all on her own.

Her eyes watch him intently, seeing clearly his enjoyment of her performance, taking in how his eyes follow her hands, occasionally flicking up to look into her face, to smile at her, before returning quickly back to her romaing hands.

She loves the way he is watching her, and she knows she wants to please him more. With that thought in her mind, she realises she wants to be more daring, to do more than tease, she wants to do what he had brought her here for, to go further than she ever has in public before.

The music changes to something slower, almost as if telling her it is time to be more seductive. She dances from her hips, rocking them in perfect time with the gentle beat. Her hands slide back down the front of her dress and thighs, caressing her soft skin as she runs them lower, and then back up, keeping in time with the rhythm, bringing fingers up and under the hem of the dress. It’s loose enough that as her hands glides upwards the dress comes easily with it.

She watches him, watching his eyes, seeing they are in line with her hands. She pauses as she feels the dress rise up to the point where he still can’t see her thong, and she holds it there, gyrating her hips towards him, wondering if when she thrusts forward he might just get a glimpse of the block material of her underwear.

She sees him laugh gently, clearly enjoying her show, enjoying her tease, and she wonders if he thinks she will stop there. But she doesn’t, instead she starts to drag the front of her skirt up again, knowing how he will be seeing her thong coming into view, slowly, but all for him.

She dares to look around, away from him for one moment, and sees others looking her way. She is embarrassed as she realises how public this is, but she is excited too, as this is just what she knows he wanted from her.

The front of her dress is now up around her stomach, and she rolls her hips, seeing his eyes locked on her thong, her legs just apart giving him a view between them, she hopes he can see how her thong is wet for him, how this is exciting her as much as she hope it is him.

With dress in one hand, she lets her other hand run back down, and while she wants to tease him more, she also needs to feel herself. Her fingers trail right over the front of her thong, onto her lips, and as she does, her body shudders with the intense feeling just that small touch gives her.