As soon as I have the coffee served and the waffles about to pop out of the toaster I see my fiancée walking into the kitchen wearing a plain white crop top and a pair of low rise daisy dukes, I couldn’t take my eyes off the sexy jiggle of her thighs with each step she takes: “My… love… are you trying to get me distracted even before we reach the arcade? I’m not sure if I’ll be able to focus on the games seeing your… breathtaking legs.” I give her sexy outer thigh a firm, full of love and desire pat on her outer thigh (indulging in the sensual jiggle I’m almost sure she’ll give me).

With a more than prominent bulge in my pants I take the waffles out of the toaster and serve them in small dishes placing them on the counter, taking the two cups of coffee in my hands I go and sit next to my fiancée. As soon as I place the cups of coffee on the table, I drop my hand firmly just below the hem of her Daisy Duke shorts, giving her quads a soft squeeze and shake as I teasingly ask (with the intention of seeing her sensual thighs and calves jiggle once more as she walks): "Care to prepare the waffles the way you like?" 

Seeing how slow she stands up making my hand slowly slide off her thigh, I tease her applying g a bit more pressure to her soft muscles, digging my fingers on her soft quads as they slide down.

As she stretches beyond necessary, I surprise her giving a firm but not forceful pat on the back of her thighs making them jiggle in an extremely feminine manner.

As she sits, I drop my hand once more on the curvature where her quads meet her inner thigh, not sure if I’m enjoying more her sexy muscles jiggling in my hands or if she’s enjoying more the attention I’m giving her. Trying to look into her eyes after seeing her sexy thigh jiggling I say: “You see what I’m talking about? I can’t picture you playing air hockey being that irresistible, I’m not sure I would last a full game with other walking to the other side of the table and make sure your sensual thighs jiggle unrestrained in my hands.”

We finish our breakfast, the sexual tension at the point of breaking, my hand never left her thigh since I made it jiggle with a pat when we were starting to eat. I take a risk and ask: “Shall we go? I have to admit I am already enjoying in anticipation the sensual jiggle of your thighs as we walk across the mall towards the arcades.”

I watch my fiancée walk out of the kitchen in a seductive way. When she returns I tease her: "I hope I can conceal the tent you'll give me as we walk towards the arcade, I'm not sure I can resist that sexy jiggle you just showed off."

With a smile, I take her hand and head to the car, I open the door for her and when I get to the driver seat I playfully brush her outer thigh when I shift gear to reverse. As soon as we're in the road I can't resist anymore and drop my right hand firmly on her left thigh, giving it a soft squeeze and shake unable to prevent the smile on my face as I feel her soft, relaxed thigh jiggle in my hand.

After a few minutes, we reach the mall where the arcade is.