I gasp as I feel a hot, thick tear splash on my index finger, immediately followed by another tear, this one runs over my fingers. I blush as I feel a tent growing, I never thought I could get aroused by my girlfriend's tears. I just manage to say: "You have no idea how beautiful you look with multiple thick streaks adorning your face. That, enhanced by your breathtaking feminine, jiggling thighs. I'll confess, I can't resist it, no matter where we are. I can't imagine taking care of your bedazzling tears as you wear a breathtaking pair of shorts in a public setting, at least with close friends, I don't know if I could hold myself back (or if you wanted me to refrain from comforting you and feeling your soft thighs and calves)."

After hearing my girlfriend fully trusting in me, I reply boldly: “I think we need a good walk to get fresh air and get out of the vicious circle of our thoughts then a good coffee”. I teasingly give her outer thighs a sensual pat, feeling the sexy jiggle I am getting used to and love with all my heart. “What do you think?”

She takes a deep breath before answering "Yeah, that'd be lovely. I agree we need to clear our heads." I smile and look at her shorts, hinting her I would love to see her in the nice pair of shorts I just got her.

I stand up and look for my new cargo convertibles, I quickly dress and look attentive at her, hoping she puts on the pair of shorts.

My girlfriend makes my heart start beating faster as she dresses in front of me, putting on the outfit I just got for her (dark blue t-shirt and mid thigh jean shorts), she comes to me and, taking my hand, starts walking outside, resolved to go for a walk and a good coffee.

I can't resist, as we walk, but glance every once in a while, down to her sexy feminine legs (never ceasing to get turned on seeing her thighs and calves jiggling as she walks). After a good 30 minute walk, we arrive a not very crowded but prestigious coffee shop. We go and sit in the least crowded corner on a comfortable couch.

I don't know how or when did my beautiful girlfriend become so bold and courageous, as she, as soon as we sit on the couch, lifts her legs and places them on my lap. I turn to her and smile as I bend her left knee (feeling her soft, relaxed calf and hamstring muscles give in to the touch of my hand) and unzip my convertibles (I desire to feel her skin on mine) lifting my shorts a little bit in order for her thighs to rest on my bare quads.

As the waiter comes to take the order I drop both hands on her legs (one on her quads, the other on the exposed part of her calves).

As I show my girlfriend off, jiggling her thighs and calves in front of the waiter, she asks: "Can we have a min?" We both picked up a menu and while we were deciding when, all of a sudden, she blurts out "So what are your plans for when you return home tomorrow?"

I answer thinking on the scenario: "I haven't really given it much thought, really but I don't think I am emotionally ready to stay there permanently."

As soon as I finish talking, the waiter is back. I give my girlfriend’s soft quads a couple of pats, feeling her beautiful thigh muscles jiggling in my hands, even bouncing it a bit as I rest my hand there after the second pat, asking her: “Ready to order, Princess?” I know I want to order a peppermint mocha

I giver her calf a few soft squeezes, feeling it mold in my hand and jiggle, giving me an almost unknown pleasure.