Barbie's eyes twinkled as she openly referred to playing games with him, and her gaze was full of confidence as she stared into his eyes. She was simply adoring everything about the blatantly obvious nervousness he was displaying, and she knew exactly what to do next to lead him further along into her sticky web of naughty little games...
Dan just stared back at her, quite helpless to do anything but play along. "Oh wow, Barbie," he said, almost breathlessly, making it clear exactly how vulnerable he was feeling. He was reacting quite predictably to her considerable feminine charms, and he practically panted like a dog as he continued, "I'll play any games you want!"
She just smiled and held his gaze, reaching out to pat his hand gently as she said softly, "Well then I'll let you in on a little secret, honey, in case you didn't know." And she paused, leaving him dangling with that thought for a moment before continuing, "The games have already begun!" And then her smile widened as she slowly took her hand away, letting her fingers slide along his and making sure their soft touch sent a tingle up his arm.
As the sensation of her gentle stimulation sank in for a moment, he just stared at her lovely hand as she withdrew it. Those shiny pink nails at the ends of her slender fingers were simply dazzling as they caught little reflections in the light, and she gave them a little tippity-tap motion on the table, one finger after the other, just to give him a little more visual titillation.
That pretty hand with those slender, feminine fingers of hers had instantly become a pleasure-giving instrument, and the way she demonstrated its power over him, just a little bit, was completely captivating. Better still, the way she took it away after giving him a little taste was devastatingly effective at making him want...MORE!
She observed how he was staring at it, just the way she wanted him to, so she playfully walky-walked her fingers back toward his, one over the other. She was touching the table with only the tips of those shiny nails at that moment, and she paused her approach when her hand got close, leaving it sitting right next to his. And then she lifted up her lovely little pinky-nail and made a slow circular motion with it, eyeing him carefully and watching completely fixate on it.
"You wanna know what I mean by that, Daniel?" She asked suggestively, continuing to make little circles with her uplifted pinky-nail, which Dan noticed had a little gold heart painted on the middle of it. She was symbolically wrapping him around her little finger right then and there with this suggestive motion, and he was playing right along with it, quite happy to walk freely into her completely irresistible man trap...
It was one of those questions with only one possible answer in his mind. "Yes please, Goddess," he panted, still fully focused on her blatant and openly seductive fingernail tease.
"Very well," she continued, knowing full well he was taking the bait - hook line and sinker. So she went on, "So like I said, one of my games has already begun, and it's one of my favorites. It has to do with me just loving to be a showoff! You see, ever since I was a little girl I've enjoyed feeling pretty and getting attention. But it has to be the right kind of attention..."
As she spoke, she reached out with those long-nailed fingers of hers and tippity-tapped them on his hand a few times. And then she let just one fingernail fall gently onto him, the one on her index finger, touching him sensuously with it using an almost feather-like gentleness.
She made little circles on the top of his hand with it, and the circles started getting slowly larger, and then slowly smaller as she continued leading him along into her story. "You see, the trouble started in high school, when I began wearing makeup and dressing kinda sexy, and some of the boys there began giving me the WRONG kind of attention."
"Um..." he stammered, struggling to contain his arousal as she expertly tantalized him with the simple touch of one of her fingers, "what kind of attention do you mean, Barbie?"
Dan suddenly noticed that when he asked a question, she would frequently pause on purpose, as if she was making it a point that she didn't have to answer him right away. If and when she did answer, it would be on her own terms and in her own good time...
And that's exactly what she did just then! She kept smiling knowingly at him as she casually made him wait for her to respond, letting the deliciously stimulating contact of her sexy fingernail on his hand continue to tantalize him. And he just sat there, letting her have her way with him, as his eyes alternated between watching her lovely, slender, feminine finger teasing him and looking into her eyes as she told him her story.
She smiled and kept him dangling from her string for another moment or two before finally continuing, "Well, you know...some boys only want one thing. They don't know how to take their time; they don't let me have my fun the way I like, and they forget the most important thing - that I want to be in control! So that, my dear boy, is the wrong kind of attention..."
Dan was really starting to love it when she said suggestive things like that and she let her voice trail off at the end, pausing very much on purpose to let him ponder the details of exactly what she was referring to. And listening to her tell him about things she didn't like was so deliciously enticing, because it clearly was intended to make him think about the things she DID like, whatever they happened to be...
So as his thoughts immediately went to whatever the "right kind of attention" might be, the gentle, circular, teasing touches of her fingernail on his hand began making his head spin. And after another carefully administered delay, she went on with a further description of her attention-seeking ways, "But there are other guys, ones that don't mind letting me make the moves, letting me be in complete control, and it's those kinds of guys that I like to tease and play my little games with!"
Again she paused, her smile growing wider as she spelled out exactly what kind of guy she liked, and it was time to put him on the spot. So she added, "You DO know what kind of guy that is, right, Daniel?"
She held his gaze, her smile turning into a big grin, with her pearly white teeth absolutely gleaming from in between her luscious shiny pink lips. Dan's face flushed beet red again as he stared back at her, and it was one of those comments that completely floored him and left him unable to respond.