“Oh, I love you too, Ash!” I replied. I cut him off, but I know he was just going to repeat it. “I’m so glad you finally confessed to me! I know it must have been difficult!”

“What did I confess?” Ash was still playing dumb! This is so adorable! He still hasn’t squeezed my chest though, so I’d better help that along. I grabbed his hands and squeezed them, forcing him to squeeze me in return. I let out a moan from his touch; I’ve been waiting for so long, I’m surprised I didn’t cum right there.

“We don’t have a lot of time, Ash. Clemont will be back eventually, and I know my big, strong trainer wants this too. Let’s just have a quickie, okay?” I winked at him and lifted my skirt – I had no panties on all day, just waiting for this moment. Ash’s eyes widened when I showed myself to him. I wonder if he likes trimmed, blonde pubes. Or maybe it was just how wet I was for him. “Am I beautiful, Ash?”

“What’s that thing?”

Both of us froze. Ash was starting to take this whole ‘playing dumb’ thing a bit far now.

“Oh, it’s … wait, what do you mean ‘that thing’? It’s all for you!” I gently pounded his fists with my chest. “You know what my body is! It’s my pussy!” I shouldn’t have had to explain this to him, I’m sure he’s fantasized about me every day!

“Oh, okay!” Ash seemed just fine with what explanation I gave him. That was easy enough, I guess. “It’s … uh …”

“Yes?” I grabbed his shirt with my hands, squeezing it hard. “What am I? Am I beautiful? Am I ravishing? Am I everything you’ve dreamed?”

“It’s kind of hairy, isn’t it?”

“I …” My face turned a very deep red. “It isn’t hairy! I make myself look beautiful everywhere, just for you!”