Tyler looked down at Stacy, there was a whisper in the air that said it all. The pressure was back, and then mouths opened, tongues connected and Tyler drew Stacy up close to him. They held their embrace for a few minutes more, then Stacy broke away. Tyler looked scared, as if he'd done something wrong. Then he noticed the button to her jeans weren't fastened, and the zipper was down revealing the plain blue panties, which he'd noticed earlier, and Tyler's greatest fantasy. Tyler was taken aback. He had never been this far with a girl. However everything changed when she grabbed his hand and guided it to her pelvis and onto her panties. Tyler wasn't stupid. He knew that in this moment, nothing else mattered, he had to follow through. After all, she led him to it. Tyler took over, he withdrew his hand, and pushed Stacy to the wall next to the shelf. Gave Stacy a quick kiss, then tugged her jeans just halfway down her butt. No- down her ass. Then, he hesitated. He had gotten to the panties again. "Are you sure?"
"Fuck me, Tyler" if that wasn't consent, then Tyler didn't know what was. He pulled down her panties to reveal a slightly unshaven patch of skin that stretched down to her vagina. The stubble was rough against his hand, but it only made him want more.
