Looking at her, all I could think of was to ask "Excuse me?"
Patiently, she told me "I've never been afraid of having another woman see me naked, or touching me. But a man – that's something different, entirely. Oh, sure, I've been kinda close to naked, like when I wear a bikini to go swimming; and I've had guys touching me before, too… but never anything like what we'd be doing when… it's that time. There isn't a doubt in my mind that I can be with you if it means being able to have a family with Lis" – she used just the last syllable of Elisse's name – "but I don't want it to be a matter of 'putting up with' being with you – these last few weeks, I feel like I've really gotten to know you, and what kind of person you are. I don't think you'd be happy about being with me if all I was doing was tolerating us being together like that, and that isn't something that I'd want to do to you… not after I've gotten to know you the way I have, and how much you're willing to help us. But I know that I'm not going to be able to do anything else until and unless I can get over the bad case of nerves I have about being looked at, and touched. I saw that while you were touching Lis, you were keeping your promise about not trying to push things; so I'm hoping that you just looking at me and not doing anything at first, and then maybe just touching me only as much as I say is okay… that I can learn that I don't have to be nervous – at least, not about you."
"Why just the two of us, without Elisse? And what did you have in mind?"
Blushing slightly, Gina told me "Just you and me because I'm actually kind of embarrassed about it. I mean, I was the one that came on to Lis; and I'm always the one that confronts people that have an attitude about us. After being the 'strong' one for damn near everything else, I feel kind of silly being nervous about this." Taking a breath, she went on "As for what I have in mind… just that I'd let you start by letting you look at a little bit of me – like maybe my tits, since I think most guys notice those first. If I'm okay with that, then I start taking stuff off until I'm either naked or just can't make myself do it. If I make it as far as getting naked, then we start the whole thing over again, only with you touching. However far we get tonight, I was thinking that we kind of pick up from there the next time – or a little before, if I get nervous again – until I'm as comfortable with you as I can get."
She wasn't asking for anything outrageous (it actually sounded pretty fun for me, even), so it took only a couple of seconds for me to tell her "Sure, I can do that."
Visibly relieved, Gina gave me a happy smile. The two of us sat there in silence for what was probably a couple of minutes before she realized that I was waiting for her to literally make the first move. When she did, she sat up and turned to face me; as I saw her reaching for the buttons on the blouse she was wearing, I asked her "Do you want me to not look until you tell me it's okay?"
She considered that for a moment before answering "No, you don't have to do that. Actually, having you watch makes it easier for me – each button or whatever is just one little step I have to take, instead of taking several big ones."
I just smiled in response, and then pretended not to be paying any attention to what she was doing as I tried to get her involved in a conversation. While she wasn't able to hold up her end of things as well as usual, the fact that I didn't seem to be taking any notice of what she was doing seemed to help settle her nerves somewhat.
She got all the buttons unfastened, she carefully pulled her blouse open to reveal that she was wearing a bra that was thin enough for me to see the pale pink circles of her areolas, and how the small pebbles of her nipples dented the fabric. Her ample breasts somewhat overflowed her bra (I found out later that she wore a 'C' cup), but not excessively. In response to what she'd done, I simply looked at them for a few seconds before telling her "Very lovely", and continuing the conversation – figuring to acknowledge what she'd done, but nothing more.
It apparently worked, because she was a little less apprehensive about getting the blouse completely off, and hesitating only slightly about reaching behind herself to unfasten the bra. When it had joined her blouse, my only comment was to tell her "You've got such pretty skin…" before returning to what I'd been saying.
It took a couple of minutes, but she finally worked up the nerve to reach for the waist of the skirt she was wearing; I certainly wasn't paying any attention as she got it unfastened, then unzipped. When she stood up, I simply turned so that I was still facing her, my eyes on hers (just as hers were on mine) as she wriggled her hips a bit, making the skirt fall to her feet; that left her standing there wearing only a pair of stockings (no belt) and very brief and sheer panties. I let her see me looking her over before telling her "You have a delightful shape", and went on talking to her. It took only a few seconds for her to slip her thumbs under the tops of her panties; after only the briefest hesitation, she slid them down her legs and stepped out of them. With her standing there all but completely naked in front of me, I finally took the opportunity to be seen looking her over.
With no bra to distort them, I saw that her breasts didn't stick out so much as cover her chest – each was almost a perfect half-sphere, the same pale pink as the rest of her skin, and capped with a half-dollar diameter areola and dime-sized nipple that stuck out perhaps half an inch. Her areolas and nipples were almost exactly the same shade as a pencil eraser; her bust sagged, but only slightly.
Farther down, she had a small, trim waist over full (but certainly not over-wide) hips; seeing her, it was easy to imagine what an equally naked Dolly Parton might look. At the juncture of her thighs, she had an obviously-trimmed wedge of thick hair that was as blond as her head. Her legs were in proportion to the rest of her, and composed of a nice series of gentle curves. When I looked into her eyes again, she smiled before turning around to let me see the rest of her.
Her ass was, quite simply, a thing of beauty: full and rounded, without being too large or 'bubble-y'. I looked forward to having the opportunity to not only get my hands on it, but being able to play with it.
I cleared my throat to let her know that it was okay to turn around again. After she had, I looked into her eyes again as I told her "You're easily as attractive and sexy anybody could want. I'm grateful that you're willing to let me look at you like this – and even more, share yourself with me."
After I finished, I could tell that she was still nervous… but nowhere near as much. But what really surprised me was that she continued to stand there, letting me continue looking at her; she even did a couple of slow pirouettes, so that I could look at her from pretty much every angle. After she'd been standing still in front of me again for a minute or so, she said "I… I think I'd like to try letting you touch me – at least, a little bit. I don't think I'm ready for anything more, but my tits would be okay, if you want."
"Gina, I'd be fine with however much, or little, you're comfortable with. I think your tits are lovely, and if you're okay with me touching them, then I'll be glad for the opportunity."
Thus reassured, she came over to stand in front of me, letting me get an even closer look at her for several seconds before she turned and sat sideways on my lap.
Even if she hadn't been as nervous as I could see she was, I wouldn't have just started grabbing her breasts – that's just not me. Instead, I put my hands on her waist (surprising her) before telling her "Gina, I appreciate not just how tough it must have been for you to show yourself to me like you have, but how very lovely you are. I want you to know that I'm going to be grateful for however much time we have together, and that I'll ALWAYS remember you and Elisse with fondness – not just for the physical things that happen with us, but for the kind of people you are in your hearts, and minds, and souls."