Another friend with an outfit change

Jemma was sitting on that table, a good friend of yours. Jemma is 24 years old, 5 foot 7, and has 32C cup breasts. She has shoulder length brown hair and not much of an arse. She is very extroverted, a little flirtatious and most importantly to you, she is bisexual.

She was wearing a pair of black trousers and a dark green knitted jumper. Though, this jumper was evidently quite old. It was hugging her every curve in the most amazing way, evidently made before she grew breasts. It was while you were looking at her out of the corner of your eye that you noticed something changed about what she was wearing. It took you a moment but the black tank top she had on under the jumper was no longer there. She was now just wearing a bra under the jumper and that meant that, if you looked for longer than a moment, you would be able to see her skin and bra through the jumper. You had no way of knowing if you changed all her outfits or just this one, but you didn't care. You felt your dick go rock solid under the table again. Jemma was a good looking girl and now, to you at least, she was even better looking.

“You alright?” Tami asked. She shot you out of your state of staring off into the distance.

“Yes, thanks” you replied, “Sorry. Was lost in my own thoughts there.”

“Well, you're back now.” Tami continued talking about something, you weren't really concentrating that much on her words. You were thinking more about the ring and what it could do.