We re hanging out after I hosted a costume party. Everyone else has left and we finished cleaning up. I dressed up as a sexy witch. As I’m thanking you for helping clean up, I’m holding a glass and accidently spill it on you. I immediately apologize, grab a towel, and begin wiping it up. As I press it below your waist though, I unintentionally grope you. My eyes go wide a bit as I pause, but then snap out of it and apologize again. I comment on how given what I felt, you must really like my costume! It was an honest accident, but now... I’m curious! Could I feel it again without the towel? Just a quick feel over the pants, that s not too bad, right? After you agree, I lean in for a good grab. I raise my eyebrow and smile with a that s what I thought I felt... you re not even hard yet! Then I say Okay... small confession... this isn t just a Halloween costume. I am actually a witch in training and I have a spell I would like to try. Would you be interested in helping? After you agre
