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).