She reaches into her bag and pulls out her gym gear, laying the two small items on the bench beside her bag. Just as she begins to undo her blouse, she once more catches her reflection in the long mirror, and cannot resist watching herself again.
Slowly she watches as rather than the quick change she would normally do, she lets her hands wander up her body, until her hands, with fingers spread wide, slide sensually over her breasts. A smile spreads over her face as she watches herself, almost laughing at herself for finding enjoyment in her own show.
Her realisation of how silly she is being doesn’t stop her though. Instead she lets her fingers find the top button, and she flicks it open. Her hands slide down to the second button and she repeats the same performance, slowly undoing it, revealing the black full bra beneath it. Her fingers slip beneath the blouse, and she eases it open, allowing herself to see more of her bra in the reflection.
Enjoying her little game, she moves her hands down, flicking the next button open, and then letting her hands again ease inside the blouse, pealing it apart wider still, giving herself a much better view of her bra, but still not enough. Quickly she reaches down, dispensing with the fourth button now, leaving just the one holding her blouse together.
This time when she slides her hands inside it, the blouse opens wide and gives her a full view of her bra, her firm and ample breasts filling it nicely, with plenty of her firm mounds visible inside the three-quarter cups.
Unable to resist herself, she allows her hands to slide over them, and gently she squeezes her breasts, letting out a soft moan at the pleasure she is feeling. Inside the bra, her nipples react to the attention she is giving herself, and as she cups her breasts through the thin bra, she is aware of her nipples beginning to stiffen against her palms.
Dragging her hands away at last, she lowers them and releases the final button, letting her blouse fall completely open, and again she runs her hands inside it, letting them roam over her firm stomach, and back up to her breasts once more.
Watching herself in the mirror, her feelings are a mixture of arousal and amusement, and as she firmly cups her breasts again she cannot help but laugh at herself.
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