Not without conversing a little first

Madison stops at a stop sign. The moment allows you to see her stance. Although you can see that she’s driven with adrenaline and unfamiliar to the state of her appearance, she doesn’t seem particularly modest about it, refraining from covering up. For the most part at least. It’s possible and entirely in line with who she is to feel comfortable in her own skin, but even this seems a bit stretched. Well, she implied in the shed that she was merely covering up for your sake, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. That and she was no longer stuck in a public place without other means of cover.

Madison eyes your way. “And there you were, saying you’d like not to look at me.”

Fumbling your words, you spit out the only comeback you can think of. “Well… at that time, it seemed wrong. You didn’t have the ability to cover yourself. You have choice now.”

“Well… it’s nothing you haven’t seen.” She seems unsure of her words. She turns left once the road is mostly clear.

“I guess that’d make sense. We’ve gone on quite a journey in the short walk from one end of the pool to your car. Seen a whole lot more of each other than we’d have liked to.” Madison frowns a little and readjusts. You look at her again after she does so and notice to a degree. Her arm and leg position are aligned to block out her nipples and pussy mostly. Perhaps she is just doing this for you. “If you’re more suited to… not doing that… you don’t have to.”

“Hmm? What?” She pretends as if she hadn’t heard you.

“Nothing. You just seemed like you were covering up for my sake. You don’t have to if that’s what it’s about.”

She looks at you a second and then breaks a laugh. “Haha! You think I’m just gonna show you my tits because you said it was ok to?” She maintains her superiority. Having seen her other side, you can see clean through this act she’s putting on.

“I was just noticing, that’s all.” You decide not to deride her any further. Subconsciously, you slide your hand off your softening cock and onto your thigh. Madison must have taken this as an offer; a trade of views. One she gave into. When you next looked her way, you were met with her legs spread slightly further than before and her right arm lowered and an overall less hunched posture which accented her breasts. You didn’t comment on it, however you knew she knew you noticed. A small smirk appeared on her face.