Controlling My Stepsister’s Vibrator at the Bar

Stolen vibrator control is something I never thought I’d actually pull off, but last Saturday it happened and I’m still buzzing from it. We were at this crowded bar, and I spotted her phone on the table with the app open, so I grabbed it and started messing with the settings while she was chatting with her friends. From across the room, I watched her eyes go wide and her hand grip the edge of the bar, trying to keep a straight face as I toyed with the intensity. She kept shifting in her seat, sipping her drink way too fast, and I could see her thighs pressing together under the dim lights. The whole time, she had no clue it was me, just glancing around like someone was playing a prank, and I loved every second of her trying to act normal while I had her right there.