In the mirror was one of the sexiest girls he had ever seen. She had an hourglass profile, a beautiful bubble butt, barely enclosed by the short sport shorts. The shorts and the cropped t-shirt both clung to his body, showcasing his tight and moderately narrow waist. And what a waist it was. It wasn't the most jacked stomach he had ever seen. But it was very jacked, he could see a 6-pack fairly well through his slightly tanned and heavenly freckled skin.
His eyes drifted lower, appreciating the thick strong thighs. Appreciating how just standing in place, his or her calve muscles were visible through the hairless skin.
His eyes drifted north again, soft panting in the background as he started getting warmer. He stepped over to the standing, swiveling fan, turning it on. Eyes fixed on the mirror as he watched her hips swing back and forth as he walked towards the mirror.
Noticing how his boobs bounced slightly with each step. He moved a little to the side. Trying to ignore his tits bouncing slightly in their bra. Sighing softly as the fan hit his now sweaty skin. The fan wasn't helping much though. An intense heat was still building deep within his abdomen.
He didn't notice when his hands started tracing the curves from below his ass up to his tits. Gasping slightly as he felt the hands sliding up the sides of his body. He loved the sexy expression on the girl in the mirror. Her freckled face, nice pouty lips, a nose that wasn't small and dainty and yet was perfectly shaped.
She moaned as the small hands finally made their way to her tits, softly grasping them. The dainty hands were unable to cup them. She whimpered as a bead of sweat snuck past her shorts and panties to barely miss her sex beneath.
The girl's eyes looked a little larger than what would be human. Not anime at all, it was a subtle difference, but it added significantly to the whole package.
James' eyes started to glaze over as he admired the girl's eyes. One, the left one in the mirror, was a brilliant green that stereotypically matched perfectly with the whole redhead look. The other, on the right in the mirror, was a fiery amber, slightly unnatural in its color. The fiery eye added to the whole stigma that the redhead would be ferocious in bed.
James moaned, opening his eyes. Admiring the brilliantly bright ginger red hair that had somehow come out of its ponytail. Not that he was fully paying attention, as his eyes watched as one of the unpainted, dainty hands slowly plunged below the drawstring of the shorts, just about to...
The door rattled for a moment as someone tried the doorknob. Startled James jumped back, tripping and falling flat on his ass. Ignorant to how cushy his fall was or the momentary twinge of arousal from the pain.
The door swiftly opened and closed as Simone Dietz stomped in.
"What the fuck Siobhan?!" She almost spat out. Her voice was a mix between concern and anger.
Shit.
