He goes further

He sighed. It seemed he too had been enjoying watching me squirm. His fingers reached out gently to brush my nipples through my bra. They stiffened instantly.

"What kind of underwear are these?" he asked softly.

"Cute ones," I replied huskily, looking away towards the shelves full of lingerie.

"Can I take them off?" He questioned. I was not sure what I wanted anymore. On the one hand this was exactly what I fantasized about. On the other, I was being pushed into something that could end up being life changing. I hesitated at his question before finding my self control and saying "No you can't". I was looking for a way to regain control and end this situation.

"Why not?" he queried.

"Because... because...." I stammered. The heat rose inside me. How dare he ask why! I felt myself blushing deep crimson.

"Well I guess its okay then." He grinned wickedly. His fingers brushed lightly across each breast through the lace cups of my bra. I shuddered involuntarily.