Aguri asks Abbie to lower the top of her dress

"Can you stand up?" Aguri stood a few steps away. His eyes ran up and down her body lustfully, but reluctantly so. It was as if Aguri knew he wanted to take things further with Abbie, but didn't trust that it was the game she expected to play.

Abbie nodded and rose to her feet. "Here?" Her cheerful demeanor behaved in aggressive contrast to Aguri's.

"Yes. Now. Would you drop your hands, and let's see what's hiding under that dress?" Aguri asked her, taunting her. He was looking for the thing that would stop the charade, and figured that this might be enough.

Abbie looked straight into Aguri's eyes and slowly lowered her hands to her sides. The top of the dress clung slightly to her body, but as Abbie took two slow steps closer to Aguri, the shifting of her weight and slightly bounce of her breasts caused the dress to fall forward.

As the material dropped, her bare breasts came into clear view. Abbie ran her hands over her upper body, touching her breasts, squeezing them slightly, and moved her body just enough for them to jiggle a bit.

"Holy shit," said Aguri. "You're fucking perfect."

Abbie giggled. "How would you know? You only just met me. You've never even touched me."

"Is that an invitation?"

"How about you ask permission?" Abbie said.

Aguri chuckled to himself. "Okay. Can I touch you?"

Abbie nodded. "Yes. You can touch me." She extended her hand to him.

Aguri reached forward and took Abbie's hand. He ran his fingers slowly up her arms, resting at her shoulders. He stayed in that area, lightly rubbing her shoulders and upper arms for a bit, only once stroking the side of her neck briefly.

"Is that all?" asked Abbie.

"Huh?"

Abbie breathed deeply, her chest rising and falling. "Just my shoulders?"

"Did you want me to touch your tits?"

Abbie laughed and shook her head. "They're right there, Aguri. Don't be shy."

Aguri smiled and blushed a little. He shifted one hand down from her shoulder to just barely graze his fingertip against her nipple. Then he moved his other hand and cupped the underside of her breast. Gradually, he committed more to caressing her tits, and soon was fondling and squeezing both aggressively.

"Mm, that's more like it," said Abbie, rolling her head back and closing her eyes.