"I want to see you."

She did not move, laying there expectant.

Her arms were already raised and I took the nightie by its hem and began to pull it up. She arched her back and sat up a little and I lifted it over her head. Her luxurious bare body, her breasts exposed, lay flat on her chest. The white skin, I could see faint traces of tan lines. Her breasts whiter than the rest of her torso.

I traced my fingers down from her neck and began touching, squeezing her breasts some more, lightly, softly, feeling around to their side, everywhere, reaching up under her arms. Listening to...