"...What are you talking about?"
"The river idea was pretty good," she mused aloud. "Hmm. Though, I didn't really think that one through properly."
"Ugh... Ah!" I gasped.
Right there, in the middle of the office building hallway, Tessa reached out and blatantly groped me right through my pants.
"Is this thing always ready to go?" she asked, looking straight into my eyes, that familiar glint in hers. It was probably because she always put so much effort into making it ready.
Seeing her face like that, touching me so boldly while staring at me... it weirdly brought back images of her dancing on stage. The contrast made me flinch slightly.
"...Wow," she murmured, tracing the growing bulge with her fingertips. "Look at it stand right up just because I mentioned it."
"..." I stayed silent.
"...Hehe," she giggled mischievously.
