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Chapter 12 by tantrikenetic tantrikenetic

Where is she?

In front of a full length mirror.

As you open the door, you are greeted by what is easily the most frustratingly beautiful sight you could imagine. You usually don't dwell on your bad luck, but sometimes it seems like the world is one big cosmic joke and you're the punchline.

Melody is standing in the center of the room, admiring herself in a full-length mirror. Normally, you'd be happy that she seems to have taken your compliment about her being attractive to heart, but your mind is not on that. While she is holding out a towel across her backside, obscuring her from direct view, you can see her reflection in the mirror. She is admiring her naked body.

You can see every curve on her luscious body and you can't help but take in her beauty. Her large breasts hung freely, the pink nipples stiff and erect from the cold air of the room. You wanted to grab on to them so badly. You wanted to flick the pink nub with your tongue before taking the rest of the tit into your mouth. Your eyes wander to the valley between them and the freckles that seemed to create a trail down her chest. Some of your wildest fantasies involved her enthusiastically titfucking you on your bed and now you have a brand new memory to recall for later, one that is much more accurate than your previous assumption.

Her hips were swaying lightly as she performed a kind of erotic dance. The red patch of hair right above her vulva matched the color of the long wet hair that draped down to her shoulders. She was neatly trimmed and you could only guess that she did it for her date. You can't see to far between her legs, but enough of her labia is showing that you get a good idea of what she looks like. Another mental picture is saved for later.

This all passes in a couple of seconds and just as your are drinking in her entire nude body at once, she looks up and your eyes lock. Shame filles her eyes and guilt crosses your own. Melody lets out a shriek and turns around, keeping the towel in place so she can cover herself. Now, the mirror is giving you a full view of her long, slender back and tight sexy ass. Her legs are press tightly together, so that's all you see, but it's a sight that could last you for ages.

You manage to snap out of it long enough to step into the room and shut the door behind you. You immediatly look at your feet, knowing that your face is turning scarlet. "Sorry!" You mumble. "I didn't know."

"No, It's my bad." She says quietly. "I shouldn't have been posing in front of the mirror like that. I knew you wouldn't be gone long." She laughs nervously as she manages to wrap the towel around her. "Oh, man, that's embarrassing. I can't believe I just flashed you."

You don't say anything at first. You feel like such a jerk for staring. Didn't you just tell yourself you'd put away your sexual desires? What is wrong with you? "Errr...Sorry for staring." You say sheepishly.

"You...you were staring?" She asks, obviously unaware at how long you were at the door. You want to slap your own forehead. Idiot! Okay...damage control time. Gotta say something to lighten the mood.

What do you say?

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