The final boot was removed and tossed to the side - she made a mental note of where it landed, as her wand was in there. "Don't worry, I'll leave you plenty to imagine in the future," she teased.
She turned around slowly, rotating her hips in time to music that she only heard in her head, to give him the full view of her body. Then she leisurely walked over and sat sideways onto his lap, her arm sliding over his shoulders.
"Be a good boy, keep your hands to yourself, and... I just might let you touch." Her words were warm, her fingers briefly ruffling his hair before she turned in his lap so that her back was against his chest.
She leaned back against him, her head curling over his shoulder as her hands sought purchase on the bench to either side of him. She slid her backside down his thighs, until she was just about to fall past his knees, then slid back up. Her cheeks, separated only by a flimsy scrap of black material, rubbed against his trousers, seeking out evidence of his arousal.