From High Society To His Service
"You need to get out of the water now. We don't want you to catch a cold."
Lily, still smiling in a manner that seemed both innocent and knowing, nodded slightly, her body moving languidly as if she were in a dream.
As Greg reached down to help Lily from the water, his eyes fell upon the sight of her soaked pyjamas, the thin material clinging to her like a second skin.
The pale pink of her bra was visible beneath the transparent fabric, the swell of her breasts inviting his gaze. Her matching panties, too, hugged her curves in a tantalizing display, her slender legs visible through the clingy material.