Obviously (reflection)

It would have been hard to miss the reflection in the windowpane even if I wanted to. The pale skin of Allie's generous butt was hard to miss, reflecting brightly and clearly even against the busy background outside. I could make out the shape of her thick thighs and the long, slender arms reaching up to rub a towel vigorously against her head. Unfortunately, I could only imagine the effect this must have had on her arse, and part of me wished I'd turned around to get a better view.

When she was done with her hair, she hung the towel over the back of her desk chair (I think?) before bending over. This pushed her perfect butt out towards the window. If I were looking more directly, I was sure I'd have a perfect view of the lips of her pussy, but alas I was stuck with my imagination. As quickly as she had gone down, she was lifting her underwear up her toned legs and over her arse.

Still with her back turned, she put on her bra before pulling on a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

"Okay," she announced. "All done! You can turn around now... if you want to."

I turned around and smiled at her. Her hair was still slightly damp, already leaving wet patches on her shoulders, and she looked lovely.