Speaking of Samuel, he was almost completely dressed by the time I would be out of the bathroom. And trust, he had this mischievous smirk on his lips that instantly said 'I know you received my little present'! I refused looking him in the eye at all, and chose to proceed with my preparations for school!
Despite being equally busy, that still didn't stop him from throwing several long glances my way! As I had removed my juice-soaked p@nty with the intention of changing into another one while dressing for school, I was left with a thin nightdress that continually stuck to the wet skin of my Unclad butt0ckz like a second skin!
Of course, Samuel easily noticed I had no p@anties on, and the huge number of times he chose to stare at my lucid butt0ckz in contrast to anywhere else, quite explained it better!
But I kept pretending like I didn't know what was going on, and went on with my dressing up. It wasn't until we had gone into the car that something more notable happened.
I had just asked him to spread out the mattress he had (obviously intentionally) spilled water on, so that it could dry before we returned from school. And while he did so, I waited for him in the car. My skirt being a bit on the short side (I can't even completely swear I didn't wear it because of his staring eyes!), it quite easily glided further up towards my hip, as I sat there on the steering.
However, as soon as he hurriedly got to the passenger door, he instantly halted! Even though I wasn't looking at him, I already could deduce that he had just seen my audaciously exposed thighs, and was openly staring at them! While I knew I was supposed to stop him or at least pull my skirt back down, I curiously remained the way I was while the boy spent time after time staring, before eventually opening the door, and getting in! But then, he did play his own round of the card game when he began attempting to twist himself and drop his handbag behind our seats, while kneeling on the passenger seat! He didn't complete the process without voluntarily dropping a hand on my bare right thigh as though to support himself! And when I inevitably looked up at him, I instantly met his fly just right on my face! He was spotting an obvious bulge! Now I didn't know how to react anymore, and even when he began returning to sit on his seat, I saw myself giving his fly a few more glances!
Moreover, his hand – which was more or less grabbing me now – didn't leave my Unclad thigh until he was fully seated and comfortable!
For me, it was as though he shouldn't even remove the hand! For the sheer feel of his tender palm, returned the juices to my lovebox!
As could be predicated, Sam spent all his way to school staring voraciously at my revealed succulent thighs! And that only made me, even more sticky down there!