Of course you want to!

"Yeah, sure! That sounds fun!" You can't help yourself but grin widely wile quickly changing. When you are done Melly is already waiting for you and the two of you leave the cafe side by side.

"So, any idea what to do?", you turn and look slightly up to her gorgeous face.

"Well, actually I didn't plan past the point of asking you out so... But I heard of a show in the planetarium, would you like to go?"

Eagerly you nod your head. Moments later the two of you are taking a casual stroll through the city, having an easy talk about whatever comes to mind. To your surprise Melly's presence at your side and her light laugh at your silly jokes make you feel happy and relaxed. After raiding an ice-cream vendor you happen to come across, you are both enjoying the tasty refreshment. When she wordlessly reaches out to hold your hand while walking the ice-cream tastes even better.

Not much later you arrive at the planetarium, buy tickets, and enter into the huge dark dome. The show starts with a slow journey through the milky-way, but not much later you can feel Melly's hand starting her own journey. When she first was content by just holding your hand, soon her fingers disentangle themselves from yours and bring lazily tracing over your knuckles, along your slender fingers and finally up your arm. A pleasant shiver runs down your spine. You almost move to stop her hand but at the last moment you can't quite bring yourself to do it. Nervously you dig your finger into the soft armrests of the chair when she caresses over your neck to your delicate collarbone and then further down.

A nervous glance to your side reveals an elderly woman staring at the stars above to your right and a grinning Melly, slowly licking her lips to your left. Her hand now moves with a bit more purpose and makes its way to your breast.

While the camera is circling Andromeda her fingertips are circling your sensitive nipples through your thin top and bra, teasing you every now and then with a quick pinch that always seems to catch you unprepared. You fight not to raise any suspicion, but when Melly decides to stop playing with your tits and instead go south for a juicier target, you seriously doubt your silence will hold much longer.

Slowly her fingers wander over your toned belly, visiting your belly button for a second and tickling your sides playfully, until she arrives at the waistline of your daisy dukes. Still you can't muster the strength or rather will to stop her playful hand. For a moment you almost think she would sneak her hand down into your tight shorts, but then she reconsiders and is satisfied with listening to your ragged breath when she teases your brand new lady-parts trough the denim fabric.

The shorts dampen her overly curious fingers considerably, but the fact the you are new to this body and almost constantly on the edge from the moment she was watching you cum in the cafe, still make the fight to hold back a moan challenging. Soon her fingers massage your crotch in a circular pattern that has the seam of your shorts rubbing over your clit.