By getting her to show you her tits

‘One of the most important elements of self-defence is to use any means at your disposal to distract, immobilise or otherwise disable your opponent.’ You surprised yourself with your authoritative tone. ‘Sometimes this can mean throwing your opponent to the floor. Sometimes a simple distraction is enough to tip the balance in your favour.’

Becky nodded along as you spoke, taking your wise teachings on board.

‘Can you think of a way you could easily distract me now, if I meant to cause you harm?’

She thought for a moment. ‘Punch you in the face?’

You shook your head. ‘Without even making contact? Something you could even use from across a room or a street?’

‘Spit at you?’

‘Not from across a street, probably. What I mean is, you could easily distract me by lifting your top and exposing your breasts.’

She laughed at this. ‘That wouldn’t distract you! It might give you a boner, but it wouldn’t distract you!’

You smiled. ‘If I have a boner, if my erection is straining against my trousers, do you think I’m likely to beat you in a fight? Or chase after you?’

‘Oh, I see your point. So if I’m feeling threatened, I should flash them?’

‘It’s one option. Let’s demonstrate now. At the moment, just talking about it is giving me a bit of an erection. Here, feel.’ You took her hand, placing it on you crotch. ‘Can you feel that?’

‘Yes, umm… it’s quite hard.’

‘Okay, now lift your top and show me your breasts.’

Becky looked around to confirm that nobody is looking over, then used both hands to raise the hem of her sweater up over her boobs. Although she often shows off her bottom, she normally wore baggy tops and jumpers so until today you had no real idea of the shape or size of her breasts. They are slightly bigger than you would have expected, teardrop shaped. Her nipples are small and pink, slightly erect. Your cock stiffened uncomfortably.

‘Very good. Now feel my cock again.’ She complies, her eyes widening. ‘See, it’s already much harder. Now try pinching your nipples, and squeezing your boobs together. See what effect that has.’

Unbelievably she did as she was told, squeezing her soft mounds together and gripping her little nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. ‘Is this working?’ she asked.

‘Why not check for yourself?’ you replied, and Becky placed her hand once more on your cock. She smiled, allowing her top to fall back down, but not removing her hand from your crotch.

‘Oh yes, I see what you mean,’ she laughed. ‘You wouldn’t be chasing me down the street with this, would you?’