Jamie and the ping pong table

While I am not superstitious, I know a bunch of the other guys are so I rush into the room so I can get Jamie out of here. “What the hell? Why are you...” I call out as I rush into the sanctuary only to hit the perverbial wall. Jamie is bent over the ping pong table reaching for something that I can neither see nor care about anymore.

Being tall for a woman who can reach most things, Jamie’s reaching technique is quite unconventional. With only her right foot on the floor, she reaches across the table like she is balancing on that solitary foot. Her right arm out beyond her head and her left foot pointing in the exact opposite direction. With a slight lean to her body, her backside is posed there for me to admire without her even being able to see me.

Immediately my attention is drawn to how the dress has risen up her legs. What was once a knee length dress has been bunched up to just below her ass. Her legs while incredibly long anyways, the dress pulled up adds to them the look of miles on end with the form of Athena lending them the shape of a goddess.

I spend only the briefest of moments appreciating her legs before I continue across the room to her. I walk the long way around a pair of sofas in the center of the room so I am now approaching Jamie more from the front of her. The view from behind was was incredible, the view from the front is nothing shy of breathtaking.

Her dress pulled up to her sexy round ass and got caught there on the back, her fitness level prevents a similar action on the front. The dress has slid all the way up to just above her pelvis. The discovery that she is commando under that dress now makes sense with how form fitting it was and there being no lines anywhere. Her perfectly trimmed pussy lips are on full display for anyone from this angle of the room. I stop dead in my tracks and cannot help but appreciate the womanly form on display for me here.

Just below the edge of the dress is a small patch of bare skin, I can’t help but think of Jennifer’s aversion of pubic hair and realize twins probably share the same aversion’s. Jamie’s pussy looks rather tasty from here, her lips while appearing to be rosy and engorged are tight together preventing a look into her love tunnel or at every woman’s nub of satisfaction.

While a dress riding up is not out of the realm of accidental occurrence, the obvious exposure of her nakedness to me it clear that something is up. She knew I would be in her right after her.

I am scared out of my wits but maintain silence when a large hand grabs my shoulder. “Have fun man, you’re not the first guy to sneak his SO into here after a great game. But don’t make a habit of it eh?” A voice whispers into my ear when I turn to see Jon standing there who gives me a knowing wink before turning and heading back to the locker room.