“Perfection.” I mouthed, which was more of a gasp, as the sight of her left me breathless. A step forward for her while I remained for a beat more of ethereal ogle. Stopped in her tracks by my lack of advance, a moment of feminine demur ensued. Forward stepped I just shy of sweet embrace, but enough for her fully erect nipples to brush the fine hairs on my chest. It was she who gasped this time.