Take it off

You smile brightly, taking in the sight of her bra, savoring for a final moment the mystery of her breasts.

“I’m ready,” you say. “You can keep getting naked.”

“Ok cool,” she answers, “cause I definitely wanna be naked whenever we’re in private from now on.”

Her hands reach behind her back again. Without the interruption this time, they are successful in undoing her clasp. Her hands come back around and pull the bra all the way off.

The view is spectacular. For years you’ve wondered what these tits look like, and now they’re in plain sight. The skin is pale and smooth, matching her thighs and stomach, parts of her body you’ve only stolen glances at. Now that creamy pale body is wide open to your eyes. Two small pink nipples poke out, standing at attention in the center of small areolae, looking just the right size for pinching. The motion of removing the bra causes them to bounce and sway slightly, but the come to settle in exactly the same position they were before the garment released, their perkiness holding them aloft.

As you stare, Maisie’s hands move down to her shorts, grabbing the waistband as she lifts her ass off the seat. “Naked means no exceptions,” she declares, and tugs downward, pulling away shorts and underwear in one motion.

More pale skin greets your eye as her stomach and thighs connect for the first time in your view. Her hips facing you are slim, pelvic bone protruding due to her contorted angle above the seat. She drops her ass back down and leans forward to pull her shorts off her legs along with her shoes.

“There,” she says with a contented sigh. “Finally naked. Just like I should be when we hang out.”

You crane your neck to try and see her hidden valley, but her legs are together and you can’t see the space between her thighs. She turns her face toward with a friendly grin, but when she sees where your eyes are looking, her smile drops in an instant.

“Dude wtf?” She spells out the letters. “Are you trying to check out my vagina? I thought we were friends!”