Britta smiled devilishly as she watched Alissa. She knew that Alissa was game for whatever might happen after dinner and she was already starting to get excited about showing her how much fun sex could be when it wasn't on a rocky bank of a cold stream.
"I have a craving for pasta. Maybe Fettuccine Alfredo." She mused aloud. "Which place around here has the best Alfredo?" She leaned forward slightly and slid her hand over Alissa's knee and up the inside of her thigh. She wanted Alissa to anticipate their after-dinner party and she was teasing her to get her excited for later. There was nothing more hot than some drawn out sexual tension.