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were going to suggest – that's why I said it!!”
“Alright, alright, fine! Chill out, man, I was just having a bit of fun. You know I'm always like this, right? I don't mean anything by it – certainly not any harm. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable – actually, scratch that, I obviously do want to make you a bit uncomfortable... but not unsafe or anything.”
Another sigh... like she thought, today would be full of them.
“No, I guess you're right. It's just, you can come on a little heavy, sometimes...”
He gave a little one-sided smile, and furrowed his brow, looking for all the world like the 10-year-old who used to pull on her ponytail in elementary school...
“Yeah, I suppose I do. I'll try to be little more mindful in the future.”
“...you will?”
“Sure.” A wide smile, full of white teeth – Hollywood stuff. Anne involuntarily felt her chest tighten just a little... how did he friggin' do that? “Soooo... to answer your question... I guess I could live with you flashing your ass.”
“Wait... what?”
“I'll shut up and leave you alone for a while if you flash me your buttcheeks for a few seconds. Not that hard, is it? I mean, you're only wearing shorts, anyway – I realize it'd be difficult with a ball gown and petticoats...”
“Kyle, I thought–”
“I know, I know, I'll be nice... but you did say you'd do something to give me a little incentive to stop being such a pain in the ass... so I thought it would be a cute, fitting little way to seal the deal if you showed me the ass I'll be relieving of its worries for a while... haha, don't look at me that way, I didn't mean that as a euphemism for anything!”
She glared at him for a few seconds. Then she let out a snort of laughter – there was just no way of holding it back. He smiled a goofy little smile, and before she knew it, they were giggling like a pair of schoolgirls, spreading the contagious laughter back and forth to each other...
“Ok, ok, fine,” she said, wiping tears from her eyes. “You win. You'll get your little private show... only, it'll be just like in the strip joints: really, no touching, ok?”
“Your ass is safe from my hands, I promise.” He held them up in the air, palms forward, as if that proved anything, and shrugged. “It might get a little burnt by the blazing ferocity of my gaze, though... maybe you could rub a little suntan lotion onto it, just to be safe?”
“Haha, I think I'll just take the risk of your eyes giving my skin cancer, Kyle...”
“Well, it was worth a try.”
“Alright, here goes!”
She did a little twirl, so that her back was facing him. He responded with polite clapping, and a “ Bravo !”
To that, she swept a graceful bow... but since she was facing the other way, it meant that she gave him a perfect view of her full, generous ass, delightfully bent over.
The clapping stopped, replaced by a low, appreciative whistle.
She got back up, took a glance over her shoulder, and hooked her fingers into the elastic waist of her shorts, and her panties.
With one smooth motion, she pulled them down just over her ass, until they rested in the groove between the bottom of her cheeks and the top of her thighs.
She sneaked another look back, to see Kyle with chin in hand, head cocked slightly to one side, looking at her display appraisingly, like some art historian over a Ming vase...
To give him a little more to go by, she shook her hips, letting her cheeks bounce and jiggle against each other. Kyle was delighted by the sight, with all the innocence of a kid being given his favorite candy.
“OK, that should about do it, righ– wait, what're...”
She had seen Kyle start to move towards her, from the corner of her eye.
“I thought you said no–”
“Relax, relax, I'm not gonna touch your ass...”
The next thing he knew, she felt his
“Alright, alright, fine! Chill out, man, I was just having a bit of fun. You know I'm always like this, right? I don't mean anything by it – certainly not any harm. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable – actually, scratch that, I obviously do want to make you a bit uncomfortable... but not unsafe or anything.”
Another sigh... like she thought, today would be full of them.
“No, I guess you're right. It's just, you can come on a little heavy, sometimes...”
He gave a little one-sided smile, and furrowed his brow, looking for all the world like the 10-year-old who used to pull on her ponytail in elementary school...
“Yeah, I suppose I do. I'll try to be little more mindful in the future.”
“...you will?”
“Sure.” A wide smile, full of white teeth – Hollywood stuff. Anne involuntarily felt her chest tighten just a little... how did he friggin' do that? “Soooo... to answer your question... I guess I could live with you flashing your ass.”
“Wait... what?”
“I'll shut up and leave you alone for a while if you flash me your buttcheeks for a few seconds. Not that hard, is it? I mean, you're only wearing shorts, anyway – I realize it'd be difficult with a ball gown and petticoats...”
“Kyle, I thought–”
“I know, I know, I'll be nice... but you did say you'd do something to give me a little incentive to stop being such a pain in the ass... so I thought it would be a cute, fitting little way to seal the deal if you showed me the ass I'll be relieving of its worries for a while... haha, don't look at me that way, I didn't mean that as a euphemism for anything!”
She glared at him for a few seconds. Then she let out a snort of laughter – there was just no way of holding it back. He smiled a goofy little smile, and before she knew it, they were giggling like a pair of schoolgirls, spreading the contagious laughter back and forth to each other...
“Ok, ok, fine,” she said, wiping tears from her eyes. “You win. You'll get your little private show... only, it'll be just like in the strip joints: really, no touching, ok?”
“Your ass is safe from my hands, I promise.” He held them up in the air, palms forward, as if that proved anything, and shrugged. “It might get a little burnt by the blazing ferocity of my gaze, though... maybe you could rub a little suntan lotion onto it, just to be safe?”
“Haha, I think I'll just take the risk of your eyes giving my skin cancer, Kyle...”
“Well, it was worth a try.”
“Alright, here goes!”
She did a little twirl, so that her back was facing him. He responded with polite clapping, and a “ Bravo !”
To that, she swept a graceful bow... but since she was facing the other way, it meant that she gave him a perfect view of her full, generous ass, delightfully bent over.
The clapping stopped, replaced by a low, appreciative whistle.
She got back up, took a glance over her shoulder, and hooked her fingers into the elastic waist of her shorts, and her panties.
With one smooth motion, she pulled them down just over her ass, until they rested in the groove between the bottom of her cheeks and the top of her thighs.
She sneaked another look back, to see Kyle with chin in hand, head cocked slightly to one side, looking at her display appraisingly, like some art historian over a Ming vase...
To give him a little more to go by, she shook her hips, letting her cheeks bounce and jiggle against each other. Kyle was delighted by the sight, with all the innocence of a kid being given his favorite candy.
“OK, that should about do it, righ– wait, what're...”
She had seen Kyle start to move towards her, from the corner of her eye.
“I thought you said no–”
“Relax, relax, I'm not gonna touch your ass...”
The next thing he knew, she felt his
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