I had just closed my eyes when I heard Claire hissing my name from the bathroom. My heart really did stop until I heard her voice again, slightly louder this time. I walked out on to the narrow landing to be greeted by Claire’s reddened face peeking around the bathroom door.
‘I’ll let you have a look. Just a look though. No touching or anything. Oh. And you’ve got to stay there. No closer.’
Even though the prospect of seeing my little cherub naked in the next few moments was overwhelming, it still felt like she was the one in charge, and I found myself nodding my agreement.
‘Right. I’ll do it then. First time for everything’ her face disappeared again behind the door.
The enormity of her last few words hit me hard, but I don’t know why I was so surprised. This was Claire after all. Quite how anyone would manage to get close enough to love her I would never know. Nevertheless, knowing I would be the first person ever to see that pale, petite little body was causing pain within every single cell of my body.
The door opened again, only for her face to appear around it once more.
‘Could I show just the top? I don’t mind showing the top’
That minute trace of vulnerability had surfaced again, just at the perfect moment. I knew then that this was an enormous step for her, and her usual confidence was now leaving on the first available train.
I summoned the courage not to give in and shook my head just enough to register.
‘Oh. Right. One minute then’ The door closed yet again.
She used all of her minute, although it seemed more like an hour, before the door slowly creaked open once more.
And there she was.
It didn’t seem possible that Claire could ever appear any smaller, but standing there completely naked made her appear so. She had the toned physique of a dancer, a ballerina perhaps. Her nudity showed me that she possessed that incredible lazy ‘s’ curve, with hips that pushed her bottom out and her chest gently forward. A truly modern day Alice.
I couldn’t possibly focus on the details of her body details at first, as that first sight of her was so simply breathtaking. Her skin was flawless, the colour of the palest straw, with only the occasional freckle providing even greater interest. Even in those first few seconds I could see that her body carried not an ounce of spare flesh. She was standing almost to attention, and had brought her arms across in front of her, as all naked girls seem to do, and I knew I would have to wait even longer for that particular prize.
I was drawn to her face first, hoping that it would tell me the true story of how she was feeling. She had placed her hair behind her ears, showing even more of that cute face, while her eyes blinked more often and a lot harder the more I stared at her. When her eyes did meet mine, they seemed to plead with me to call enough.
Had she waited for me to say it, we would still be there now.
‘Oh Claire. You look absolutely stunning. Thank you so much.’ I began with flattery that was not at all insincere. ‘How are you feeling? Are you ok?
‘I thought it would feel a bit worse than this actually. It’s not too bad’
She didn’t sound too convincing to me and I took my opportunity to make sure I took my fill before she finally cried enough.
Her shoulders were quite square for such a small girl, on the verge of athletic, and a rosy coloured patch was beginning to appear between them, extending slowly across her upper chest and neck. Her breasts were a very pleasant surprise. Small, certainly, but much more pointed than anyone would have guessed from seeing her at work everyday. They were topped with pale pink button nipples that were the perfect compliment.
My eyes were drifting ever downwards following the lines of that flat tummy before being rudely interrupted by her hands, clasped together as if in prayer.
I had always loved her legs, as you may have already guessed, but the sight of them like this, uncluttered by tights and skirts, was another world entirely. Her thighs were truly the eighth wonder, not at all that horrid fashion model look, but instead tapering along a line drawn by nature herself, downwards from her hips to easily the tiniest knees I had ever seen. I knew her calves so well already, but I wasn’t rude enough to neglect them in their finest hour. Her ankles were so close together that they seemed bound, and as I looked at her feet, her toes began to wiggle, making dark marks in the pile of the carpet.
'Absolutely incredible Claire. You’re just the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen’
The faintest of smiles broke over her, as if some longed for reassurance had finally arrived.
‘Can I go now then?’
I didn’t reply, but can only assume that my face gave her an answer.
‘Oh’ she whispered, her nervousness suddenly flooding back. ‘I didn’t think you’d ask me to’
‘Please. Just for a moment.’ I tried to sound as calm as I could.
‘Its just that it’s so private. So.. personal.’
I declined to answer her again, letting her find her own way.
‘Oh God. If I have to. Here’
Claire’s arms seemed to move at the speed of light, and as they parted, her head rose towards the ceiling. Her nose wrinkled like a rabbits, and her eyes closed more tightly than they had ever done before.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t sure I would ever get my own eyes to ever close again, as they moved down rapidly to gaze between those fabulous thighs.
I immediately knew why Claire had been so reluctant to let me look at her most intimate place. She was almost hairless there, with just the finest strands of golden blonde hair making a very poor attempt to cover her modesty. I could easily see her outer lips, which were symmetrical and seemed to be already parted, ready to welcome some fortunate soul inside. It was truly a rare jewel.
‘I hope you’re not going to tease me about it’ she broke the silence without ever looking downward.
‘Why on earth would I do that Claire? I think you have a lovely one. Just like the rest of you’
The smile returned again, and combined with her nakedness, made a picture worthy of any gallery in the world.
‘Is that it then? Can I go?’ she asked, folding her arms.
‘Of course.’ I replied, stupidly.
She turned away and that pert bottom flashed into view again before disappearing behind the bathroom door. I heard the shower start up again, and all was lost.
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