Realizing you have the very rare and strange opportunity to continue showing your your girlfriend's mom (in your body) just what her body (which you are in) is capable of, you decide to show just how on edge a guy can get. While Megan is still grumpily eating her dinner, you slip your foot out from your shoe and start grazing Andrew's calf, slowly raising his pant leg.
You see him look to Megan, who is very obviously doing nothing, and look to you with a look of excitement and concern. Before he can say anything, you shush him by raising one finger to your slightly pursed lips. He pauses for a second, then nods. You resume slowly stroking your foot up and down his calf, and you can tell that he can barely sit still with the teasing.
Lyndon, lost in thought after watching Megan orgasm, takes a deeper interest in his food, paying you little attention. Your foot works its way up to in between Andrew's legs, and you start lightly tickling the fabric in front of his cock with your toe. He is straining to get you to touch more of it, but, enjoying the game, you keep your foot just out of reach. Realizing the others are still intent on inhaling their food, you start delicately running your left hand over your tit, just so Andrew can see it. You are pretty worked up, so it doesn't take long for your nipple to start pressing through the fabric.
By now, Andrew is doing all he can to not stroke his cock at the table. You've made a decision at this point that you're going to make this Megan's problem later. His body won't let him calm down after all this.
"So Andrew, " you begin, with a wink, "What's your favorite part about being guy?"
Andrew, aroused to the point of almost sweating, tries to collect himself. "Well, I think it's having the passive control. Being the domin-aahh... one." As a reminder who is actually controlling this situation, you stroke your foot up and down his fabric-covered cock, sending a wave of pleasure through him. Embarrassed, he goes on, "It's.. also given me a better understanding of what men would want, and the impressive teasing power of a sexy woman."
Being normally a woman himself, he's smart enough to be smiling at Megan when he says this, but she is still in a post-orgasm haze and
can only manage a "Huh?" before Andrew turns back and focuses on you.
"So... thank you.. Liz, for showing me what charm a woman with the right... intent.. can bring to the table. " You reward such a sweet sentiment with a final teasing set of strokes on his cock, and slide your foot back into your heel. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Lyndon looking very content with what just happened.
You put it at about 85% that's actually Megan.
More importantly, you put it at about 100% that you want to take that cock for a spin.
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