Kei and Jake explore each other with their hands

"And now," Kei said. "Here we are."

"Here we are," Jake answered, unsure of what that might even mean.

Kei placed her hands on Jake's chest, rubbing slightly, exploring the feeling of his skin. She teased the patches of hair at the center of his chest, and lower down on his stomach. She ran her hands around his arms, tightening her grip at his biceps and shoulders, feeling the strength of his body.

Jake was not a particularly muscular man, but he was fit. He worried that as Kei squeezed him, that she would be disappointed, that somehow this moment would turn sour. Then, of course, he realized that the worst case scenario here would be Kei leaving, and he'd be able to go find Abbie again. Where had she gone to, anyway? he wondered.

Kei didn't show any disappointment as she confidently continued to caress Jake's body. As she did, he put his hands around her, touching her back, running his fingertips along the crevice of her spine, feeling the firm and fine muscle tone down the full length of her back. He ran his hands up to the top, then slowly back down again. As he touched the top edge of her panties, he moved upward once more, slower this time, and then back down again, even slower yet. He sensed Kei's breathing shift as he moved. He felt her react more to his slower and lighter touch, so he emphasized that, trailing his fingertips along her back gently, almost tickling her skin.

As his fingers reached Kei's waist, Jake paused. He touched the edge of her panties, running his fingers along the waistband. He moved his hand over her ass, marveling at her figure, her taut skin, her impossibly firm muscle tone. As he rubbed and touched her, he felt his dick twitching a bit. He breathed a little heavier as he felt that rush of arousal, and Kei responded by moving one of her hands down his chest, down his stomach, and to the front of his boxers.

This stimulated Jake even more, and he squeezed Kei's ass a bit tighter. She smiled and grazed the front of his underwear with her fingertips, touching the outline of his dick, poking at the tip of it.

Jake had both hands on her ass now, pressing lightly into her skin, squeezing her, but not aggressively. Kei shifted her weight to one foot, and pulled at the sides of her panties, nudging one edge a bit down her hip. She shifted to the other foot, her hips cocking out in the opposite directions. She pushed the other side of her thong down an inch or so. She shifted once more, and as she nudged a bit more of her panties down, she pushed the material under Jake's hand.

The distinction was so small, but very sexually appealing to Jake. As long as Kei's panties were on, even if he was touching her ass (even if the rest of her was naked -- and it was), her panties being on still meant that she was clothed, however minimally. But as soon as she moved the material of her thong under his hand, as soon as her panties were on their way off, his touch became much more sensual, much more risqué, much more taboo. Panties on, she was dressed. Panties off, she was not.

Kei shifted her weight back and forth, swaying her hips, and each time, nudged her panties further down. Before long, they were loosely dangling beneath her hips, her body fully exposed. Naked. One more little wiggle, and her thong dropped the full length of her legs to the ground.

She put her hand back on the front of Jake's boxers, this time touching him a bit more firmly, and fully feeling his dick through the thin material. She wrapped her fingers around the outline of it, running along the length, pressing harder on the tip. She pushed her palm against his dick, her fingertips moving up to the elastic waistband.

As she touched the top of his boxers, she inhaled deeply and lifted her eyes to look at Jake's face. He was already looking at her. They each smiled, catching one another in an unexpected moment of connection. Kei looked back down at her hand on the edge of Jake's underwear.

She slipped the tips of her fingers of both hands into the waistband, and made a circle around him, her fingertips along the inside of the shorts, the backs of her hands against his stomach. As she moved her hands around and back again, she pulled his shorts away from his body, a little bit out (to stretch them), a little bit down (to lower them). With little effort and little resistance, she pulled his shorts down, first revealing his pubic hair, then the top of his cock, and slowly, lower and lower, until his penis sprang forward. It was already very hard, and bounced against Kei's leg. She smiled as it made contact with her skin, but resisted her urge to take it in her hand.

After dropping his underwear to the ground, Kei moved her hands back up Jake's thighs, and casually grazed against his balls and his cock. She slowly moved her hands back up his body, once again toying with the hair along his stomach and chest, then bringing both hands to his face, and gently caressing his cheeks.

They looked at one another, smiling again, and each took a breath, steadying themselves.