boundaries begin to get crossed

Michelle released her grasp on Dominic for a moment. She patted him on the chest and then swung her body around so she could bend over. She undid the straps of her shoes and nudged them off, pushing them to the side.

"Ohhh, that feels much better. Why didn't I do that when I first came in?"

Michelle rubbed one foot in her hand, massaging the sole and gingerly pressing her fingers into the sides where the shoe had been tight. Satisfied enough with the relief, she pulled her legs up and underneath her, and turned back to face Dominic. She pulled the bottom of her dress up above her knees, and scooted as close as she could to Dominic. She gazed at him expectantly, but got no response.

"You awake?" she asked, pushing his chest.

Dominic chuckled. "Ha, yes. Of course."

"Suggestion -- when a woman takes off her shoes, she's either getting comfortable or intimate or both. Take advantage of the moment."

Dominic smiled. He knew he needed to shake the impression of being too young and inept for the moment, so he reached out with his left hand to touch Michelle's leg. Her knee was exposed beneath the bunched up dress, so he started there. His hand was soft and smooth, and he slipped it all the way under her dress along the outside of her thigh, all the way to her ass. His caress was firm without being rough, and Michelle savored the touch. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, relishing the attention.

While Dominic was doing his best to create chemistry between his hand and Michelle's leg, he attempted also to reach out with his other hand to touch her arm, shoulder, or neck. Problem was, Michelle was squirming a bit on the sofa, trying to make the most of Dominic's attention to her leg and ass. So as Dominic reached for Michelle's shoulder, the timing was off, and he accidentally planted his hand squarely on her breast.

"Mm, oh my," Michelle said, opening her eyes slowly. "Wasn't expecting that quite yet." She put her own hand on top of Dominic's, pressing him against her.

"Oh, I'm sorry -- that's not what I meant. I was going for your shoulder."

Michelle put out a finger and touched it to Dominic's lips. "Ssh, it's fine." She licked her lips and stared into Dominic's eyes. "I mean, it's fine with me. Is it fine with you?"

Dominic smiled, and relaxed his hand so he could better grope and fondle Michelle's breast through her dress. "Yeah," he said. "It's more than fine."

The slight imbalance of gender roles in the room left Tyler somewhat unattended. Nevertheless, he didn't expect to be out of the action, and so while Abbie had her focus on Stefan, Tyler aimed his toward Abbie. She was turned slightly away from Tyler, but he leaned toward her and gently ran his fingertips up and down her arms and shoulders.

"Mm, that feels nice," she cooed to Tyler, still facing Stefan.

Tyler brushed Abbie's hair back a bit, and moved one hand up to her neck. In response, Abbie tilted her head away from his hand, giving him more open space to explore.

"You like that too?" he asked.

"Mm-hm," Abbie whispered.

Tyler's fingers continued moving lightly, barely brushing Abbie's skin, keeping her alert and stimulated by his soft touch. He stroked her jawline, the side of her neck, in the back along her hairline, and then down the open back of her dress. With both hands now, he gently trickled his fingertips along her back, starting at the bottom and rising upward. Tyler could see that Abbie's breathing had changed. She was becoming distracted from her attention to Stefan due to Tyler's touch.

As he arrived at her neck again, Tyler brushed one hand against the material of the dress that wrapped over her shoulder. Intentional or not, he pushed it to the side enough that it slid off Abbie's shoulder and fell onto her arm. It hung in such a way that she wasn't exposed, but she was now showing a bit more than she previously had been.

"Oops," said Abbie softly, not moving to fix her dress.

"Should I leave that there?" Tyler asked with a grin.

Abbie nodded. She looked at Stefan, who was looking down at her chest. She assumed he was trying to see more of her tits, now that half of her dress had started to fall off her. She was glad he was looking, and hoped that it might loosen him up some.

"Yes, you can leave that there," she said with a smile, leaning a bit more toward Stefan.