Not exactly how I was expecting, maybe a little bit

My boobs and ass bounced with every step. Damn me for choosing to not wear anything under my clothes. I re-entered the living room to find Dan sitting on the couch seeming to expect me. I took a sharp breath and approached him. He immediately stood up.

"Your secret's safe with me, I won't tell Dan. I promise" he strongly yet genuinely stated before I even opened my mouth. It took me aback but I felt a relief and replied, "well Thank you so much Dan, you have no idea how much relief it gives me". "But I definitely need to hear the story tho" he smiled sheepishly. Ofcourse he does. I told him how I just took a shower after Steven left to the store and the idea of just getting the mail along the way before I changed. I intentionally left out the part where I felt adventurous and naughty, the whole reason I decided to go throught with it. He seemed to buy it as it's a very common and true story. He chuckled his approval

"But are you sure you didn't go out in a towel because of the thrill?" He retorted. What. How does he... I turned a bit red without control knowing that's exactly why. "Ew No..." I said in a low voice looking down. I've a feeling he definitely knows I'm lying. "C'mon Ms. Selena, Its okay. Amit it, nothing wrong to feel naughty" he replied. I felt embarrassed. There's no denying the facts here. I just looked at him all red. "Is that why you're also not wearing a bra now? Still feeling naughty I see" He suddenly remarked. I perked up more embarrassed. " Hey now Daniel, don't assume anything and get above yourself" I replied in false sharp tone. "Fine then, sorry Ms. Selena" he continued smirking. "Did catch one hell of a sight tho, you're one extremely hot woman" he commented. I blushed but then couldn't help but let out a small smile. It made me crotch tingle a bit. "T-thanks I guess" I replied. I looked at his gleaming eyes, he thoroughly enjoyed what he saw and is now gazing at my chest. My nipples are poking out like rocks. Shit. I started blushing all over. My lack of bra is very obvious. He noticed me realising where his eyes were and seemed to acknowledge that I myself understood how obvious the lack of bra is.

"Really sure about the bra situation?" He asked me again taunting me with his notorious smirk. "like I told you don't get above yourself. Besides you don't even know if and what I'm wearing below my top, don't act like you know everything" I gave a stern reply lying to him. I had this overwhelming feeling of him seeing right through my lies. "Is that so Ms.S? Then prove it. Make me believe that you're wearing a bra" he grinned. I blushed crimson taken aback by his confidence. He's growing more and more comfortable at my embarassment. "Hey I don't need to prove anything to you" I managed to spit out. He's really good at playing games.

"Why not? I'm just asking for a little proof is all. Moreover it seems like you've omitted the panties as well. I've a good idea of how that marvelous ass of yours looks and can feel it as matter of fact." He stated, his grin growing. I'm at a loss of words. For some reason I'm not able to stand up against him and ask him to keep his antics to himself. I'm hopelessly giving in to his game. I could feel myself getting wet at his words. I stuttered not able to say much.

"If what you're saying is true there must be a bra strap if I do this" he said as he pushed aside the left strap of my tank top. "Nothing so far, should feel something right about here even if it's one of the strapless ones" he continued as traced his hands across my back where a bra pin should've been. I stood there blushing quietly as he ran his hand over my body. He slowly sneaked his hands to the front cupping both my boobs in his palms. I didn't utter a word of resistance. I liked it. I felt aroused.

"So no bra for sure, let's see about the panties" he trailed as he ran his hand over my ass and gave them a nice squeeze, "I should be feeling some material under these pants if there was any". He became physical real quick and smooth. How did I end up here I don't know but I'm clearly letting it happen. "Y-yes you're right... I'm not wearing anything under..." I blushed accepting my predicament. His hands were still on my ass squeezing the life out of them making me squeal internally.