“Why don’t you tell me.” Harper’s velvety voice strikes just the right nerve in Shane.

Shane lifts her eyes to see who is near them and within earshot. Returning her attention to Harper’s ear, “When we get home I am going to take you into my room. Kiss your neck. Kiss your lips. Let my fingertips wander all over your body. Then slowly I am going to slip your panties down those beautiful long legs of yours.”

Before Shane can continue Harper interrupts, “What makes you think I am wearing any?”

The words hit Shane with a force causing all the air to escape her lungs in one quick breath. Shane’s reaction causes Harper’s pulse to quicken even more, feeling so pleased to tease her girlfriend with mere words. She decides it might be fun to put her words into action.

“Give me your hand.” She whispers into her ear, taking over the seduction.

Her semi dazed girlfriend gives control of her right hand to Harper. With the way Harper is leaning into Shane the left side of her ass is not making contact with the chair she is sitting on. She takes Shane’s hand, placing it on her lower back. Slowly she guides her hand down across her ass to her thigh.

“No panties.” Harper says wishing Shane would slip her hand under her dress and thrust into her growing wetness.

“No panties.” Shane breathlessly repeats as she slowly pulls her hand back into her control and off of Harper’s body. “Very hot.” Shane smiles at her, “Did I mention that I too am commando this evening?”

Harper feels a jump in her pulse and smiles playfully at her. “No, you failed to mention that earlier. I think I might just have to check and make sure you aren’t lying.”

Before they go any further they are joined by Alice, Bette and Tina.

“What’s up guys?” Alice says looking worn out from all the activity.

“Nothing.” Shane says almost too fast, as if she were caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

The three girls smile at one another, sure they have interrupted the lovers in the midst of something.

They all sit there chattering away about the night, who’s wearing what, how great Dana’s little speech was and so on. In the midst of Bette’s career talk on the latest with the CAC and Helena, Harper cuddles into Shane, tucking herself under her arm. She innocently places her hand on Shane’s thigh rubbing it back and forth without much thought. Shane feels herself relaxing under Harper’s touch, listening to the hypnotic sound of Bette’s voice. After a full day at work and a night filled with dancing, good food and top shelf whiskey, Shane is beginning to feel the full length of all her hours.