Go Inside Without a Plan

The two of you head inside and go up to her apartment. She hands you a towel and you both dry off. You smile sheepishly and giggle awkwardly as the two of you awkwardly bumble about not wanting to offend the other. You walk dazedly around her apartment making remarks about the furniture and her pictures. You continue to wander the room as she busies herself in the kitchen.

“Are these from a trip?” You ask.

“Yes, I was visiting my family in Argentina.”

“You’re from Argentina?”

“Originally.”

“I’ve always wanted to go there.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“I’ll put it on the top of my list.”

“Coach, can I ask you something?” She takes charge.

“Sure.”

“If I were to say… walk out of my kitchen,” Maria steps out from behind the counter her long tan legs no longer covered by soaked warm-up pants. Her slender tones shins and calves gracefully flowing into shapely thighs, “and I had nothing on below the waste,” You stare helplessly down at Maria’s bared pussy. It is shapely and perfect, looking somehow femininely muscular, like the rest of her cat-like body. A small manicured triangle of dark black pubic hair, “would you still be talking to me about vacation plans?”