“I can’t believe you insisted on wearing that to go hiking. See, now you can’t just go pee in a bush, “ he said with a teasing grin.
“Well, I mean, you said you liked bodysuits? It’s fine, there’s a bathroom up at the top. I can make it. Just hurry up! Pleeease?” I begged.
I stood several feet ahead of him up on the trail, legs awkwardly clenched together. Instead of my usual hiking uniform of a t-shirt and gym shorts, I had decided to wear a cute tank top bodysuit and cutoff shorts to be a little tantalizing. Of course, wearing a pull on bodysuit meant I had to remove it and my shorts entirely to pee, something I did not consider for our short hike.
“Alright, alright, I’m coming” he responded, “You know, that’s kinda hot.” But he looked away and blushed as he said it.
“Oh, what, my misery?” I rolled my eyes, but seeing him blush that way had charged up something deep in my abdomen.
He met my eyes and licked his lips before taking a few steps forward and seriously replying “No it’s more like… you losing control. That your body is more powerful than your mind or… something, I don’t know” he mumbled off, embarrassed.