Emma was definitely a bit nervous, but she tried her best to hide it behind her unprofessional dancing. This was indeed the first time she’s done something like this for anybody. Daniel would never demand such a demeaning act, even though going through with this was turning on the young wife so much. She kept showcasing her bra-covered breasts, and although she was a bit self-conscious about her bits of pudge here and there, Jason seemed to enjoy her regardless. It brought about a sense of security and comfort for the woman, and she was able to relax into this good-girl-turned-bad dance persona a bit better.<br/><br/>When Jason ordered her to take her skirt off so that he could kiss and admire her ass, a blush rises to her cheeks. But she obeys, and her thumbs slip down into her skirt before pushing the fabric down over her hips and drop by her ankles. Jason said that he wanted her, and that made her heart thump violently inside her chest. Her pretty polished toes peek out from underneath the skirt that now lays on the floor, and she turns around with the blush still furiously burning her cheeks. “Like.. Like this...?” Emma asks, as she looks over her shoulder briefly before bending forward and wiggling her hips. Ripples of movement jiggle her gorgeous pale asscheeks, and her luscious thighs also squeeze together and shake with the wiggle. “Tell me what to do, Jason..” she pleads quietly as her breath catches in her throat. “I’m helpless.. I need someone to give me orders,” the words come out of her mouth, and she’s shocked by them. But at the same time, she had felt this way deep inside her gut before ever formulating those words.<br/><br/>Even now, the young, beautiful wife was learning things about herself. About her sexual wants and needs. Jason was offering her a new way to adventure, and she was taking in the scenery and exploring all that she could. Trembles shake her knees at the thought of what Jason is looking at right now, what he could be thinking right now. What he wants to do to her as she willingly bends over and exposes her pretty, black lace panties and fleshy asscheeks. “This.. This is embarrassing,” Emma confesses as more trembles rush through her body. Was she into this sort of thing? Exposure and the embarrassment that comes with it? Maybe.. The wife rubs her thighs together and feels her slightly bunched panties rub against her pussy lips. The fabric shifts, and she could feel cool air hitting her warm skin. Yes. She was turned on by this. As she then could smell her own arousal because she was bent over.