Jon's heart skipped a beat as he saw Karyn look at him. The way she removed her jacket entranced him. She really didn't want to take it off, but she was compelled to do so. The complete overhaul of her personality contrasted perfectly. Karyn acting extremely shy was a fantasy he never knew he had.
His hands were almost shaking as he snapped his fingers once again. What was she going to take off, shirt or pants?
Karyn reached down and opened her pants. Her face couldn't be any redder. She peeled off her jeans slowly, revealing her long slender legs. She had on white underwear that Jon caught a glimpse before she curled up into a ball, trying to make herself as small as possible. Big tears rolled down her check.
Jon felt a pang of guilt, but he didn't want this to end. "Don't cry and stand up."
Like a puppet on strings, Karyn stood up, a little limp. Her eyes were red but no tears came out; she avoided looking in Jon's eyes. Karyn apparently gave up trying talk to Jon, especially as she heard how her voice sounded.
She pulled her shirt down to try to hide her underwear, but that only caused her shirt to stretch around the collar, showing off to top of her enlarged breasts.
He almost snapped again to get the full view of her breasts, but forced himself to stop. No, don't ruin the moment. Take it slow.
