Color Rising To My Cheecks
I could feel the color rising in my cheeks
as the embarrassment of my situation increased. I couldn’t help myself as I
stole a peak through my closed eyelids. Everyone had stopped dancing and was
standing around in a circle around us as we danced, watching the wanton
display of my private things. I felt so exposed standing with my skirt pulled
up and all these strangers looking at my lingerie as Paul touched me and
showed me off. Paul’s finger slided slowly into my panties and eased them
down around my things. His other hand pulled the top of my dress off my
shoulders, forcing my arms down to my sides, trapped by the sleeves.
Breaking the torrid kiss, Paul stepped back away from me and whispered
for me to hold my dress up over my hips so everyone could see. I felt so
helpless as my hands moved quickly to do what he said. I had no control over
anything I did. There I stood, my panties pulled down, totally exposed to
everyone around me.
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