You decide you had better do the gentlemanly thing, seeing as you offered to take Trish with you, and look for a seat next to her. You follow Trish back to her section and look around for someone to swap with. Sitting in the seat next to her is a guy from your school, in a grade or two below you. You get his attention and ask him if he would like to sit closer to the stage in your seat. He checks the ticket and jumps at the opportunity. You set your self down next to Trish and settle in to enjoy the show. The music blares across the huge racks of speakers and the two of you struggle to make out what each other is saying.
Trish has to lean in real close and you become instantly aware of her firm breasts pressing into your arm as she says, "Thanks so much for swapping seats for me. I've never been to a concert this big before. I don't think I would be able to enjoy myself if I was alone."
"That's okay, Trish. I'm glad I have someone to sit next to as well." You too have to lean closer in order to be heard, thus pressing Trish's warm mounds more firmly against you.
"I really appreciate you giving me a lift me a lift here as well."
"You're welcome. I didn't want you to have to catch a taxi when I was going to the same place. Besides some of these people in here the look a bit strange."
She laughs at your joke and points out a guy in the crowd a few rows in front of you dressed completely like a Goth. "Yeah, like that guy," Trish says. "You've been really sweet to me tonight. I'm lucky I got the chance to got with you."
With no time to answer Korn quickly start up the chords to Got The Life. Trish excitedly exclaims, "I love this song!" She takes your hand in hers and intertwining your arm, places your hand on her lap. With your hand sitting amazingly close to her pussy, she looks at you gives you a big smile.
You're not sure if her actions so far are a come on or she's just really happy to be at the concert. You wonder if you should perhaps make a move on her or just wait to see if Trish wants to take the lead. |