If I was not mistaken, this outfit should be a set.
I unzipped it all the way down and pulled her shoulder straps off.
Molly knew I was helping her undress, so she put her hands down, cooperating as I took off her clothes.
The skirt slipped off her body like feathers and fell to the ground.
She lightly lifted her foot out of the skirt, turned to face me, her eyes avoiding mine, cheeks blushing.
Her delicate and pretty face was filled with shyness.
Could she really be a virgin?
I asked, "Do you wanna shower or bathe?"
"Which would be easier for our lovemaking?" Molly asked.
I didn't expect her to still be thinking about making love in this situation.
If we were gonna be intimate, she'd definitely be the best choice!
I explained, "If we're gonna make love in bed, showering is quicker. But if you wanna make love in the bathroom, the bathtub would be a good start."
"For the first time, I'd like to be in bed. Let's shower, okay?" Molly asked softly.
Her hand was still circling my abs, tickling me, seeming very afraid that I wouldn't agree.
I nodded, "Sure, I'll turn on the shower first, adjust the water temperature, and then you can come in?"
I keenly caught the words "first time." Could she really be a first-timer as I suspected?
Then I'd definitely go along with her wishes, make her comfortable so that her experience with me would be unforgettable, and then we could have another round of casual sex.
"Okay, you're so considerate," Molly nodded, wrapped a towel around herself, and followed me to the shower area.
But she stopped outside the shower area, letting me go in first to adjust the water temperature.
I stripped off my underwear, stepped under the showerhead, and turned it on, starting with the cold water setting.
Knowing that girls usually prefer warmer water, I adjusted it to the hot setting.
Feeling the gentle warmth from the showerhead, I reached out to Molly. "Put your hand in to check the water temperature."
I extended my palm to Molly, waiting for her to place her hand in mine.
When I first held her hand, it felt like holding a soft, delicate ball of cotton, with a faint scent.
She slowly approached the shower area, reached her hand under the showerhead, and carefully tested the water temperature.
Molly said, "It's just right. Can I come in now?"
"You should take off your bra and panties first, there are no spare clothes here," I suggested.
Upon hearing my words, Molly visibly tensed up, glanced down at her body, her expression showing some resistance and shyness.
Molly hesitated to squeeze out, "Can... can you turn around first?"
We were about to get intimate, and she was still worried about me seeing her body? What the hell was she thinking?
I rolled my eyes internally but still turned around as she requested.
I said helplessly, "Okay, let me know when you're ready."
Molly was now in front of me, and I had to treat her well, so she wouldn't change her mind and run away.
What she didn't realize was that the glass door of the shower area had a reflective effect.
Every move she made while undressing could be seen by me through the glass.
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and dropped the towel into the bathtub.
Then she reached behind her back, lightly unhooked her bra, and let it slide down from her breasts.
Her arms lowered, the bra slid down her arms to the floor.
Then she bent over, inserted her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and slid them down to her knees.
As she straightened up, her panties slid down her legs, falling to her ankles, and she stepped out of them one foot at a time.
While she was taking off her panties, her two round breasts swayed with her movements, bouncing on her body, looking cute and tempting.
Then she bent over again, picked up her bra and panties, and tossed them into the bathtub before walking into the shower area.
As Molly got closer to me, my heart rate increased, feeling like it was about to leap out of my chest.
For some reason, I felt an anticipation similar to a newlywed couple's first time having sex.
Suddenly, I felt a soft touch on my shoulder, and it turned out that Molly's fingers poked me.
"I'm ready, you can turn around now," Molly's voice was soft like cotton, landing on my heart, making me ticklish.
I had already gotten used to seeing her body through the glass.
But this time, when I turned around and saw her body with my own eyes, my breath caught in my throat.
Her soft breasts were wet from the shower, water gathering at her nipples and dripping down.
Seeing this made my throat dry and itchy, I wanted to lick and suck them. The taste must be wonderful!
"Let me help you with the body wash!" I stuttered uncontrollably, feeling unusually excited.
I didn't think I had ever been this nervous before when making love to a woman for the first time.
Especially as I looked at her face, somewhat resembling Scarlett, I seemed to have turned her into Scarlett.
When I looked at her, I saw Scarlett's face, even her body was being mistaken for Scarlett's.
It was as if I was not making love to Molly, but to Scarlett.
This was my first night with Scarlett.
"Sure. Help me with it, especially my back, I can't reach there." Molly gazed at me dreamily, innocently exposing her back to me, like a little white rabbit waiting to be captured by me.
I squeezed out two pumps of body wash, applied it to her back, and massaged in a clockwise motion to create lather.
Her smooth back was enveloped in the foam of the body wash, a faint scent wafting into my nostrils.
I felt like tonight, my desire to have sex with a woman was stronger than ever before, as if there was a fire burning in the air, and the air I breathed in would turn into heat, and then gather in my abdomen.
During the time I was massaging her back, my cock felt so hot I could barely stand it.
"Mmm... so comfortable..." Molly closed her eyes in enjoyment, whispering softly.
My hand gradually moved down, reaching her buttocks.
My palm kneaded her buttocks from the outside to the inside in two circles, covered in the snowy white foam.
Her buttocks were completely covered in body wash.
Then, I slowly moved from her buttocks to the front, reaching her mons pubis.
As soon as my fingertips touched above her pubic bone, Molly let out a soft moan, her legs suddenly clenching, her pink toes tightly interlocking.
I cooed, trying to calm her down. "Don't worry, I won't do anything, just helping you with the body wash."
"I... I trust you, it's just that it's my first time having someone bathe me, so I'm a bit nervous," Molly spoke shyly.
I comforted her with a gentle grin. "I'll be gentle."
With that, I placed two fingers against the inside of her thigh, gradually sliding inward, reaching below her pussy.
As soon as my index finger touched her pussy, her labia trembled uncontrollably.