Teasing him, worse than ever

She giggled a bit at my discomfort from the other side of the glass. “You don’t need to cover up, silly, we can’t see anything through this glass. See?”

To prove her point, she spread her arms and dropped her bath towel to the ground. Even through the blur of the glass, I could still make out the shape of her amazing nude body. No amount of beveling could obscure the swell of her epic tits. I swallowed, feeling my dick swing up to attention in the blink of an eye.

“You were taking too long to shower,” Corrine continued, “I was getting bored. So I figured I’d come in here and we could hang out while you finished.”

I groaned, hating that she could do this to me. That she had this kind of control over me just because of the way she looked.

“Is it frustrating being on the other side of that door, Ian? You know I’m naked right now. If you opened that door, you could see every detail of my naked body. Not just this blurry shape. You could see ME. You could even pretend like it was an accident. Bump it with your elbow or something, then act all surprised. But you’re too much of a gentleman to try something like that, aren’t you?”

She had planned this whole thing. I could tell by the way she was talking that she had actually rehearsed her words. But why?

“What are you doing, Corrine? This is some pretty **** teasing, even for you.”

Soon as the words came out of my mouth, Corrine strolled up to the shower door and pressed her heavy, naked breasts against the glass with an audible thunk. My breath caught and my heart skipped a beat. My hand automatically grabbed hold of my hot, wet erection.

Oh my God.

Smashed directly up against the shower door, Corrine’s breasts were barely even obscured. The abundance of soft, smooth flesh splashed out incredibly, with the pink of her nipples visible at the center.

“How does that look?” she asked.

“Um. Good.” My brain wasn’t really functioning.

“Press your dick up against the glass, I want to see it.”

I obeyed, shuddering at the realization that the only thing between our naked bodies at that moment was a pane of glass. From a visual standpoint, it was incredible. It looked like I was pressing my cock against Corrine’s smooth stomach, inches below the splash of her incredible breasts.

Physically, it just felt like I was fucking a shower door.

And emotionally, I was just confused. Corrine was with Steve—unless they’d broken up or something—and in the meantime, nothing had happened between she and I that would have changed the status quo of our friendship. I didn’t want to jinx it, but I had to know:

“Corrine, I don’t understand what’s going on.”

I heard a bit of nervousness in her voice as she whispered, “What’s going on is…"