Thinking about what Janine would think of this has you practically dripping as you pull open the patio doors and step outside without a stitch of clothing. You stop brushing your hair and lean against the waist-high rail,your breasts visible above it to anyone looking out those windows across the way. Below the railing is glass, meaning that your glistening sex is on display to anyone watching.
Or it would be, you realize, if Janine trimmed herself. Looking down you see her dark bush and sigh. You've always wanted her to trim it or shave it completely, but she was always horrified by the thought of you paying the slightest attention to her down there or trimming it.
Maybe you'll do something about that today. Maybe even get someone else to do it for you.
The thought warms you as you spread your arms out along the balcony, leaving your full breasts in plain view of anyone who might be watching.
On the other hand, it might be nice to do a little teasing locally, or explore your body out here where it's warm and sunny. |