Follow her into the apartment

It's a brief flight of steps up into her second level unit. You try to keep your gaze away from her legs and ass while you ascend behind her, but that proves impossible. The tightness of the boy shorts accentuates her curves, each cheek bouncing playfully and seductively as she moves. It somehow seems bigger and sexier than you remember. Has she been doing a lot of focused workouts? Your cock stiffens a bit as you think about Anna doing squats over and over, sweat beading across her milky skin. Maybe she'd be willing to squat onto your dick one last time... Nope. You push the thought away and finally reach her apartment.

She opens the door with a wide swing, and steps aside to allow you passage.

"What do you think?" she asks as she raises one arm up with her hand outstretched, as if presenting the apartment like a prize. As she does so, the worn out shirt she's wearing lifts up a bit, giving you a peak at her pale, smooth stomach. You can see now that the boy shorts hang low - dangerously low - on her hips, as your eyes feast on her pelvic region.

"It looks fantastic," you mutter, without realizing you're still looking at Anna's body as you say it.

"Umm, what was it you wanted me for?" you try to casually drift your gaze into the apartment as you look for something that might need your help. Anna smiles again and steps further into the apartment, walking towards the bedroom. You notice goosebumps running along the backs of her thighs, and it's then that you realize just how cold it is in the apartment. Why would she wear so little if she's going to keep this place like an icebox?

"There's a shelf I want to hang above the bed, but it requires two people. You were always good at that sort of thing, so naturally I thought to ask for your help."

"Alright, that sounds easy enough," you say, "let's do it." You shake your head a bit for your poor choice of words, but nonetheless you head into the bedroom and look for the shelf.