Getting a little frisky

The pair of jeans then "eyed" a couch in the living room before proceeding to walk towards it. The gloves didn't stop it considering they wanted to see what it would do. The jeans then got on the couch and began jumping on it. All the creaking and thuds were loud in the dead of the night causing the gloves to panic and gesture to the pair of jeans to stop doing it.

The jeans obliged by stepping off the couch. The gloves then hovered over to the room and thankfully still saw James sound asleep. After closing the door to his room, the gloves wagged a finger to the jeans to not do that again. The jeans looked disappointed considering they still wanted to play. The gloves then came up with an idea, so they could all have fun.

The gloves tapped the couch, signaling to the jeans to sit down. The jeans followed their orders without objecting. Now with the jeans sitting down the gloves began massaging the thighs of the jeans which responded by quivering, not used to the attention. The gloves went higher and higher until they were near the crotch of the pants. The gloves then stopped, which left the jeans panting with exhaustion from all the touching.

Suddenly the gloves flew towards the crotch and began groping it sensually. The jeans were surprised at first, but then allowed the gloves to have their way with it. At first the gloves massaged the seemingly growing bulge in front of the pants before distinctly tracing the supposed girth trapped within the confines of the denim. They then began stroking the twitching mass slowly, carefully tending to the jean's aching needs.