As she stepped down she found his hand on her elbow, offering her just the smallest bit of support, “Ah, thanks, um, the names Faith, by the way.” He smiled, “Faith, I’m Michael.” Michael, far from releasing her elbow linked his arm with hers, giving her a little guidance as they made their way past the dancing groups towards one of the seating booths off to the side. He was taller than her by maybe three inches or so, though she was wearing some pretty serious heels that probably meant, given that she was five eight, he’d be Big Boobs about six two. “So ah, Michael, are you here with friends?” she asked as they found a spare booth, sitting down across from each other, the small table making it a cosy experience. He shrugged a little, glancing around before lifting and sipping his drink, eying her curiously, “For a bit, think they moved on, but I’ve got a reason to stay…” She lifted her glass fetish of wine to hide her blush, “Oh?” He winked and she almost fainted, her cheeks ablaze. “You’re sweet,” she smiled, biting her lip for a moment before taking a sip of her wine, the lipstick leaving a red mark on the rim as she held japanese the glass by her elbow, finger tracing delicately over the stem. “So, what do you do for a living Faith?” he asked with a little smirk, raising one eyebrow. “Oh I um, teach. Highschool.” She replied with a little nod. “No way?” he grinned, “I’d have thought you were still in high school.” She laughed a little and put her hand gently on his forearm, if only for a moment, “Oh that’s awful.” He laughed too, warm and genuine, “I know I know, you’ll just have to teach me to do better, maybe some private lessons?” She laughed again and smiled, bright and happy, “Mm, maybe.” “Only maybe?” He asked, smiling, his bright blue eyes alive and gorgeous. “I’m still trying asian to figure you out, Michael, I mean, there’s those three girls out there, a little more…” “A little more what?” he pressed, smirking. “I don’t know… Pretty? Young?” she said a little meekly. He glanced towards the dancefloor and smirked before looking back, dropping his tone to a conspiratorial whisper, “Can I be honest with you, Faith?” “Mm?” She took another sip of wine. He spoke quietly, making her lean forward slightly against the table to hear, “I’m pretty sure I’d break them, they’re skinny like sticks, who wouldn’t prefer someone with a few curves here and there?” Faith tilted her head some and raised her hand to tuck a few stray hands of her auburn red hair behind an ear as she sat back up, she was wearing it in a ponytail, but the action was habit to her. “Well… I do have a curve or two…” she admitted, and it was no lie. She was a full figured girl and while she had dressed quite modestly, it wasn’t hard to make out the shape of her heavy breasts or full hips under the figure-hugging fabric of her dress. “And age is just a number,” he said with a smile before taking another drink of his beer. It was a cheesy thing to say, she thought, but coming from him, she wanted to believe it. At least for tonight. She slipped her stocking clad foot from her shoe and leaned back a little, one hand holding her wine glass, resting it on the edge of the table, her other folded under her chest, subconsciously pushing them up slightly to enhance their size, and let the side Nylon of her foot graze against his calf. “Okay, Michael… So where are you at with life hm?” she asked casually, trying to make a little conversation as she caressed his leg with her foot. “Oooh you know, not much… Just got my own car though,” he said with a wink, “so I’ve got that going for me. Which is nice.” “Sounds it…” She smiled and said distantly, taking a sip as she got slowly lost in his gaze. After a moment he disrupted her reverie, “You have the most beautiful emerald eyes, did you know that?” She blinked, “A-ah, sorry, was I staring?” He laughed a little and leaned forward, placing his hand on her arm, “It’s okay, so long as you like what you’re staring at.” She bit her lip and nodded. He smiled and drank in her expression, reading her desires, “So uh, so would you like to… Your place?” “Oh god yes…” she said without hesitation, her breath coming a little fast for a moment as she laughed a little, which he joined in on, fortunately not taken aback by her obvious keenness. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten laid, let alone by someone so striking and the suddenness of it all only heightened her desire in the here and now. He studied the image again and took note of his bright, shining smile. I have a special present Nylon for you. Should have brought my magic sword. I couldn't keep myself from smiling. I probably would have...I don't know..." As usual, I was first and Sophie was second. It japanese asian was wonderful meeting you two.” Big Boobs Mrs. Smith said and walked through the kitchen and into the next room. I only had an idea of how to sail fetish directly in front of the wind, with no inkling of how to steer. “Lost?” The girl giggled. 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