Her mature and seductive pheromones surged intensely.
I stared, excitement reaching its peak.
Just a little pull down revealed not the full breadth of that lush rise, but it was precisely this haziness, this surreptitious peeking, that heightened the thrill!
"You... why did you take off my pants?"
She was incredibly shy and a bit panicked, sitting up and about to push me away, attempting to pull her pants back up.
She could accept me continuing to massage downward, but not me taking off her pants, leaving her secret garden down there utterly defenseless.
"It's easier this way! How else should I massage?"
I said with all seriousness, "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong, I just want to give you a good massage."
"How can there be nothing wrong when you... you... how can this be! You can see everything... did you do this on purpose?" She pushed me slightly away, shuffling her bottom to the side to escape, then yanked her pants up to cover the beautiful landscape below.
