Lie back and relax.

"Why don't you just lie down there on your bed, and I'll undress you however much I need to," you tell her. "You can just relax and let me handle everything."

"Oh, alright," she replies, lying down hesistantly. "So, uh, what's involved in this inspection anyway? I sort of figured you'd just take a look at my naked body and give me a rating. Do you need to do a, uh, closer inspection than that?"

"Oh, yes," you tell her seriously as you sit beside her on the edge of her bed. "These inspections are important, and I need to be *very* thorough."

"Ah, alright," she nods at you nervously, then relaxes into her bed and looks up at the ceiling. She doesn't seem to want ask just how thorough at the moment, which is alright with you. It will be clear soon enough, and your cock is already rock hard at the prospect.

You start by running your hands along her body, first over her legs, soft but a little toned; she finds time to work out. Then over her round hips to her midriff, where you slide your hand under shirt. Her skin is soft, and it feels good, intimate, to rest your hands on her sides. You can feel her take a deep breath in response to your exploration, uncomfortable but not unhappy, just hoping to get her inspection over with. You continue up her body, pushing her shirt up until you have a hand on each breast, over her bra. Even lying down, they fill your hands nicely, soft and malleable as fondle them.

Withdrawing your hands for a moment, you break the silence, "You have a nice body. Could you please remove your shirt and bra?"

"Yeah, of course," and with one motion she grabs both articles and lifts them over her head, dropping them carelessly on the floor. Her breasts are beautiful pale mounds, with small pink areolas, nipples still lying close to her skin. She clears her throat before stammering, "I'm, uh, glad you're enjoying my body." Then she glances at you and offers a half smile before returning her gaze to the ceiling.

As you reach up and caress her now bare breasts, you can feel her nipples starting to react to your touch, stiffening under your hands. It's a wonderful sensation, and you could do this all day, but the pressure in your pants insists that you move on at some point.