Amber watched his eyes lower and she didn’t shy from glancing over his body with much approval. He had such delicious lines and she appreciated how well he took care of himself. He had the kind of chest that she knew women would enjoy touching, with a waist that hinted towards… his shorts did little to hide the excitement of the situation. Amber lowered her eyes further and quickly as her expression turned from hunger to that of concern again. There was dirt and debris in the cut on his knee that needed tending to. They did not live far, but it would still be at least ten minutes before Sera arrived.<br/><br/>Fingers touched along his ankle, gentle and careful. She ran their tips along his sock before gliding then down to his shoe. He felt small tugging as she sought to until the bow before taking each rung and loosened his laces. She knew there must be pressure and wanted to alleviate it for him. “What brings you to sunny California? You sound like you’re… a long way from home,” she asked him and then a blush returned to her cheeks as she glanced sideways in a sheepish manner. “By the way, I’m Amber,” came the introduction at last while she leaned in his direction, removing one hand from around his foot to extend it to him in offering.<br/><br/>It moved her torso downwards as she stretched enabling him to accept her hand while not having to move much himself. Such caused the front of her tank top to brush along his bent knee, directly at her breast. It was just a small bit of pressure, but contact had been made which caused her pupils to widen as her eyes darkened. The breeze picked up his scent and sent it directly into her face to register with her senses. An image flashed through her mind, of how this bench could be alternately occupied had he not had this mishap. In fact, they were several images playing out consecutively of them with partial to no clothing in various positions using the bench simply as a foundation to the pleasure to be had.<br/><br/>Amber had to clear her throat as her mind lingered on the last image, not allowing it to pass beyond its graphic nature. Him, laying as he was but with his ankle resting over the back support. Her with her head lowered to his lap while his hand held firm to the past of her ponytail. Her own palm was wrapped around the member of his arousal, holding him just under her breath. A single glance upwards into his handsome face as his lips form the silent words to begin. The mental picture of such powerful a moment shook her to the very core. Her hand trembled as her imagination unfolded in but a blink of an eye. Her skin flushed, her eyes portrayed the hunger, the hitch of breath, and her lower lip being suddenly caught between her teeth. Every single portion of her body transitioned from the sensuality he seemed to exude to shaking it all off. Her phone vibrated. With her free hand, she picked her phone up to read the text message.<br/><br/>“She’s at the park,” there was only a hint of disappointment within her tone. “Ice and first aid kit. Be prepared… Sera is a bit uh… overwhelming when she gets excited,” Amber laughed softly followed by the deep inhale as her eyes moved to meet his again.