>>15973241Despite how good this is feeling and how much you want to advance it here, in an empty field with no one else around, your suspicions are still reasonably high.
Why here? And why now?
'Oh well', you figure, no time for questions, there is only time for affectionate hugging. You further push the envelope by returning the embrace with a hug of your own.
Okay, perhaps your hands *are* hanging a bit low on her waist, but the naughty side of your psyche justifies this, after all, it's not like you're ever going to touch her again anytime soon, right?
The beating of her heart against yours is lucid. You've had dreams about this. The only exceptions being that in those dreams, there was a bunch of other wacky crackhead stuff going on in the background.
But here, right now, nothing's going on to interrupt this, and nobody but the two of you and yiffy-mcyiffface will ever have knowledge of this intimacy.
Admittedly, your boner rises a little the moment you hear a light sigh, it's probably prodding her thighs by this point. How she hasn't noticed is beyond you, but it's not like you want her to anyway. It would be 2embarrassing4u.
Just as you start to actually enjoy the hug beyond the typical fluffy stuff, Miss Leading breaks it. She steps back, and gawks at you with a victorious smile on her face.
