Vida's cheeks were flushed, and she was panting softly. In a sweet, teasing whisper, she murmured, "You little rascal, don't be so shy now."
With rosy cheeks, Vida held my hand tightly, gently pulling down half of the zipper on her neckline, revealing the delicate and tender half of her full breast.
I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and placed my other hand just below her chest. Vida's face lit up with a sweet smile as she leaned forward slightly, causing her partially exposed breasts to gently sway. A few strands of her long hair fell loose. She turned her head, her bright eyes gazing at me, and with a charming smile, she gracefully tucked the loose strands of hair behind her back. "We should turn around so they don't see my face," Vida's voice chimed like a silver bell, adding a playful edge to her words.
"Alright," I replied with a grin, shifting my body to face the table.
