Elena strips down entirely

"... how do you like that?" Elena says, as she takes off her bra, leaving her standing in only her black panties. She pulled back her shoulders to thrust her chest out at Steve.

Steve's cock twitched. Elena gasped slightly. "I like it a lot," Steve said.

"I can see," Elena said. Her blush extended well down her breasts, and her nipples started to harden.

"You look as though you're getting excited too," Steve noted.

"Yes," Elena said, looking to him. "Um. I'm getting worked up a lot from showing myself off to you, exposing myself. And watching your, your member get hard and red from it without worrying about what you might do feels --- well, I guess I should show you," she says, turning around.

Steve was about to protest, but Elena reached for her panties, and very slowly pulled them down, bending over like a jackknife as she did so, exposing a pink parting in the brown nest between her legs. She stopped with her panties at her ankles, letting Steve get a good view.

Steve gasped. "Oh god," he said.

"Do you like it?" Elena said. "I wanted to show you how wet I am, seeing you react to me."

Steve grasped his hard-on and stroked it. He furrowed his brow, and let go of his cock again. "Where is this going, Elena? This isn't about you getting changed."

Elena stood up and turned to face Steve. She hugged herself --- whether in discomfort, or to push up her breasts, Steve wasn't sure.

"I do want to get changed," Elena said. "But this was always going to happen. I can't help myself, I need to expose myself to you. And I want to see how it affects you."

"This is hot," Steve said, "but also pretty fucked up if I'm not allowed to touch you."

Elena breathed in deep. "Not in any unwanted way."

Steve was frustrated, and was having trouble thinking clearly. This was panning out to be more complicated than he expected, and he didn't want to ruin it. "Okay then, what do you want, Elena?"