Next Scene

Once he walks close, I see he has a heated micro skirt, a red triangle top made of a thin, almost transparent, mesh fabric and my high heels. I take the offering, and he leads me to a nearby picnic table.

I place the offered clothing on and casually lead against the picnic table, in a seductive fashion, legs spliced wide to excite the audience I knew was still there and excitedly watching.

I posed, leaning forward on the picnic table, the pair of photographers and crowd alike enjoying the chance to snap photos. I turn around quickly, switching to leading back, supporting my body with my hands, holding tightly upon the side of the picnic table. I smile, feeling the freeze make me even more attractive in how it caught my hair, my nipples stood out wonderfully against the thin fabric of the top, accenting my large bosom even further.

The skirt did little to hide my thighs, and I was well aware some could see right up my micro skirt, but I didn't mind. I was enjoying being center stage for them, as they noticed my every move, the alluring manner of my moments, as I posed for them.

I moved again, gently placing my ass upon the wood of the picnic table, sitting on the side, and leaning back slightly along the long axis of the table itself. I slowly crossed and uncrossed my legs, the whole time a smirk was plastered on my lips. I paused, knowing I had their undivided attention right where I wanted it, before proceeding to spread my legs, making the view up my new micro skirt even more obvious, even more, revealing as it rose upward. The cancer of my mouth rose in a half-smile, enjoying the attention, as photos and video were being taken.

I spread my legs slightly further then, putting one hand at my side, upon the wooden table behind me, as I placed my right hand upon my hip. I looked at my photographer erotically, as I casually waited to find out what they would want next.