Bryan's mind freezes as he looks at the sight ahead of him. Emily was wearing a white lingerie set, which included a bra, thong, stockings, and, from what he could see, a thong. She had put her hands behind her back in an effort not to cover herself, but her posture made his mind start working again.
Their eyes met and , she asked nervously, “A-am I okay?”
Bryan looked her in the eyes, “No...” Emily turned around trying to hide to sadness on her face and giving Bryan a nice view of her thong clad ass. His mind froze up another second, but he quickly managed to regain control in order to say, “...your beautiful.” softly.
Emily turned around and Bryan saw the tears streaming down her face, but their was a sweet smile he hadn't seen since he had asked her to dance just a few years ago.
“Thank you, Bryan,” Emily spoke softly before she started to run towards him to give him a hug, but that all changed when she tripped over one of her shoes. Her momentum sent her flying into him, pushing Bryan onto her bed, knocking the wind out of him and her landing right on top of him.
As Bryan catches his breath, he notices something about Emily's bra, since her chest landed near his face. It seems the top part of the bra was slightly transparent and her could see her small pink nipple poking through the fabric. Unlike earlier when his mind had frozen, his mind was telling him to take her nipple in his mouth, but his heart was telling him to take it slower, to let things take its course. He needed to make a decision now or it this chance would pass, his mind urged. |