Each touch was a welcome thing, a jolt through Caitlyn's slim body. She was truly glad Vi didn't have a knife, since she didn't fancy having to sneak back home in the nude...though she was getting no less turned on by being undressed. When the last belt's undone, she slips the final bit of cloth over her head and casually slipped out of her smallclothes, leaving her in just the short stockings that lined the inside of her boots.

She leaned back then, laying against Vi a little bit, enjoying the warm pressure of the bigger woman against her back.

"Well, I suppose we'll have to do something about that, won't we?"