Just as I finished talking, Alice returned to her initial posture, my hand still resting on her lower back.
Her top was short, and as she moved, it revealed her smooth, flat back.
Her body was perfectly proportioned, and because of the way she arched her back, I couldn't feel her spine or bones.
Instead, I felt soft, smooth skin, with a faint scent of shower gel and a hint of rose, matching her proud and glamorous personality.
Alice shivered slightly at my touch like she was being stimulated. The next moment, a soft, seductive sound escaped her lips, making me almost lose control.
I couldn't help but slide my hand down a bit, reaching her soft butt.
Curving my fingers slightly, I gave her butt a gentle squeeze to see how she'd react.
If she pushed me away, it meant she was uncomfortable with my actions.
But if she moaned softly, wiggled her butt encouragingly, or showed only weak resistance, it meant she was into it, and I could take things further.
Clearly, Alice wiggled her butt slightly, seeming to resist, but to me, it was a sign she was letting me massage her.
I tightened my grip on her butt, and just as it slipped from my hand, she twisted slightly, pushing her butt back into my hand. She was totally cooperating with me!
Encouraged by her response, I boldly moved my hand down along her butt, through the deep cleft, and finally landed in front of her pussy.
She was wearing tight yoga pants, outlining her long legs and making the triangular area of her pussy very prominent.
As my fingers touched her pussy, I could feel her full lips through the fabric, as well as her clit in the middle.
Her pussy felt more voluptuous than any other woman I'd ever known.
I couldn't help but pinch her pussy lips with two fingers, then used another finger to gently stroke the most sensitive part of her pussy. She couldn't resist the stimulation of my fingers, and her pussy started to tremble, causing her whole body to shake.
It was so enjoyable!
Just as I reached up to her waist, wanting to slide my hand into her yoga pants against her lower abdomen, suddenly both of our phones rang, breaking the moment. Like being electrocuted, Alice pushed me away and stepped back, creating some distance between us.
I realized I'd gone too far, so I also stepped back and took out my phone to answer the call.
It was an unknown number, but the area code showed it was from the same city as mine. Maybe someone I knew had given my number to someone else who needed to contact me.
With that thought in mind, I answered the call.
"Hello? Who's this?" I said.
A familiar voice came through. "It's me, Robert. Get ready. We're going to the photography studio for a shoot. Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up."
"Okay, I'm near the gym by the company." After saying that, I hung up and headed straight to the men's locker room.
Alice followed behind me, heading towards the women's locker room.
Coincidentally, there was only a wall separating the men's and women's locker rooms.
When I came out, I had changed into a proper suit, and at that moment, Alice also emerged from the locker room.
She was rocking a white spaghetti-strap dress, its hem grazing her ankles and showing off a pair of delicate white heels.
Even though the shoes looked simple, I knew they were from a top luxury high-heeled shoe brand, and the dress seemed like an unreleased piece from a high-end label.
If I had to guess, these were probably endorsements for her. Being favored by so many high-end brands, she was obviously a big deal.
Plus, Alice was tall and leggy, her strides matching mine perfectly.
As we left the gym, I saw two luxury business cars, one white and one black, parked on the side of the road with their doors open, waiting for us.
Just as I was wondering which car to take, Alice had already comfortably boarded the white business car.
The remaining black business car must have been sent by Robert.
As soon as I got in, the driver immediately drove the car onto the road.
The desire that her body had aroused in me hadn't faded yet, leaving me feeling a bit hot. So I decided to open the window for some fresh air, letting the breeze cool me down.
There was a traffic light between the gym and the photography studio, and it happened to be red at that moment. Only our two cars were on the road.
As her car stopped at the red light, my car also stopped next to hers.
It seemed that Alice was aroused too, feeling hot, so she also opened her window for ventilation.
She saw me through the window with a puzzled expression, seemingly wondering why I was also in a business car heading in the same direction.
She wouldn't think I was following her, would she? I suddenly had a bad feeling, but the car had already started moving.
Our cars started at the same time and were driving side by side in a straight line.
We could easily see each other with just a slight turn of our heads, but we both looked in the opposite direction to avoid eye contact and any awkwardness.
Alice was a VIP guest at the photography studio, and as her car entered the VIP garage, the garage door automatically opened for her.
Unexpectedly, Robert seemed to have arranged VIP treatment for me as well. My car followed hers into the underground garage and parked next to hers.
As soon as she got out of the car, the confusion in her eyes was almost overflowing.
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here? I don't recall ever seeing you in the entertainment industry."
"I'm here to take promotional photos for the company," I explained carefully.
Alice looked at her assistant beside her with suspicion.
Her assistant kindly reviewed the information on the iPad and explained, "He's the male lead for today's promotional photo shoot. His name is David Jones."