Being a gentleman, for now, you wait for her to return. She soon arrives back in the hall, having changed into a simple brown tunic that goes down to just below the knees and leaves an amount of cleavage others would consider scandalous. You consider it a potential opportunity.
The two of you walk down to the lake together, reminiscing on childhood memories.
"Hey, look over there. That's the tree we used to climb when we were kids." Rachel suddenly says, pointing at a tall tree overlooking the lakeside.
"I wonder if we can still climb it?" You ask.
"Well, let me try." She answers, running to the tree and beginning to climb it. You are reminded of the unladylike little girl she was in your youth. But you're distracted when you glance upward and notice you've got a great view up her tunic, and she doesn't seem to be wearing anything underneath. You've got a lovely view of Rachel's ass, and it's a truly fine one.
Rachel turns to look and guesses what you're doing. "Are you looking up my dress? You naughty boy!" She teases. |