Kei teases and strips for Jake

"So," Kei continued, "if I ask you that I am beautiful, and you do not have an answer ..." She strutted slowly toward him. "Maybe it means that you need to see more."

Jake raised his eyebrows. He was warming up to the game. "I think you're right. I need to see more."

Kei smiled. She reached back behind her neck and unclasped the top of her shirt. She pulled it forward off her neck and held it against her chest. She glanced around, checking to see if anyone else was in sight. Convinced that she and Jake were alone, she slowly dragged the shirt down in the front, teasing Jake, and not quite revealing her breasts to him.

"My neck is very lovely, no?" Kei said with a smile. "And my shoulders, don't you think?"

"Mm, yes," said Jake. "I like shoulders, and yours are exquisite."

Kei held her shirt over her tits, squeezing slightly, letting Jake know what was there. She turned away from him but looked back over her shoulder. "And my back? You like my back?"

Jake nodded. "Absolutely."

Kei turned back slowly, still clutching her shirt to her chest. "And what about my breasts, do you think they are attractive?" She gently lowered her hands, carrying the shirt with her, slowly and deliberately exposing her tits to Jake. She took a deep breath, and stared at him, waiting for an answer.

Jake swallowed. "Um, yeah -- those are, I mean, you've got gorgeous ..." he was speechless.

Kei was indeed a model. Her skin was firm, her body was strong and lean. Her breasts were natural B-cups that had enough weight to look substantial, but had no sag whatsoever. She smiled. "You seem surprised."

"No!" said Jake quickly. "Not surprised. You're just incredibly beautiful."

Kei licked her lips and grinned. "I know." She reached behind her lower back and undid the bottom clasp of her shirt before removing it completely and throwing it at Jake. He caught it, and laid it on the bench next to him.