Jake leaned back and move his hands on each side of her knees, grasping the hem of her skirt. He slowly pushed back, transfixed by the juncture of her tightly closed legs as more and more of her legs were revealed.
He stopped momentarily as half of her upper legs were revealed an then lifted the blue material slightly, folding it onto her lap. He knew if he were to lean back he would be able to see all the way up her skirt now, but he wanted to prolong the moment a bit longer.
Reaching back down to the folded edge of her skirt, now halfway up her thigh, he once again started inching the material up her legs, delighting in every new glimpse of her bare legs.
Finally, after his hands were almost to her hips, there in between her bare upper thighs, a small triangle of white and blue cotton was revealed to him. He leaned back on his heels and took in the wondrous view in front of him.
As aroused as he was the last time, seeing Becky like this, her hands straight at her sides, her skirt pushed up and that delicate triangle of fabric at the top of her beautifully bare legs was almost more that he could bare. He looked from her tightly crossed ankles to her flushed face, her eyes in her lap and realized how much more sexy she was is her obvious shyness. Staring at her exposed panties, he noticed how she seemed to occasionally press her legs even more tightly together for a moment before relaxing again. He had never been so turned on.
Becky looked down in her lap at panties showing beneath he pulled up skirt and felt she could hardly keep her breath. She couldn’t believe she actually when through with this, and in fact just before he got there that afternoon almost changed into her loosest fitting clothes she owned.
But here she was, Jake looking at her exposed legs, staring at her panties, only a thin cotton layer protecting her most private of area and she felt like she was going to pass out! She was so nervous she forgot to move her hands from her lap for Jake, but got that much more excited as he gently reached for her and allowed himself access to her skirt.
And as he slid her skirt up her legs, she could feel the heat in her lap as she got more and more aroused. When he finally sat back she couldn’t stop herself from squeezing he legs tighter together, the pressure on her privates giving her a bit of relief from the pulsing she felt.
Becky looked up at Jake, his face in total concentration and blushed even more knowing what he was staring at. Her legs tightened again, her body involuntarily trying to relieve the “itch” growing under her so scrutinized panties.
Jake looked up at her. “May I . . ..” he started, not knowing exactly what he wanted to say. Becky hesitantly nodded and quietly said “yes.”
He reached behind her legs to her ankles and gently cupped her calves. His hands slid down until they reached her still-crossed ankles. He uncrossed her ankles and slid his hands up the sides of her legs resting them on the outsides of her knees.
Ask he curled his fingers between her knees he noticed her thighs tighten again for a moment, release and tighten again. He looked up at her and although she was still facing down, her eyes were now closed and she was breathing heavily through her mouth.