Skirt and Top

She ponders for a moment. Then an idea comes across her and she walks over to one of the racks, then another. She comes back to you with two pieces in her hands, a bright pink skirt and a plain white top. Classic, simple, and yet the potential to ooze sexy is obvious. She opens the door to the changing room, guiding you in she closes the door behind you both.

"Hope you don't mind. Just us girls, right?"

You smile a wicked, sexy grin and begin slowly shedding your clothes. You can feel her eyes glued to your body, her presence feeding your lust. You can hear the endless loop in your head again. Picturing her, picturing you, the desire to please, the ache to be of service.

"Ash... like, what do you think?"

You turn towards her, completely naked. Exposing your firm breasts and cleanly shaved pussy for her. She smiles back, almost maniacally and with a hint of a predatory stare.

"I think you didn't even put the clothes on."