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Summoning his courage, Erik approached Alice, who was practicing her groundstrokes. "Hey, Alice," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I was wondering if I could take some photos of you... as promotional material for the club. You know, to let people know we've got all the facilities for female members now."

Alice raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism dancing in her eyes. "Promotional material, huh?" she mused, her tone laced with amusement. "I'm not really that photogenic."

"No, no, that's not true! You look really hot! I mean, really good..." he blurted out, his cheeks warming with embarrassment at his clumsy words.

Alice's lips curved into a playful smile. "Well, if you insist," she teased.

With a sigh of relief, Erik guided Alice to a spot on the court bathed in the soft glow of the midday sun. Alice's presence commanded attention as she moved with effortless poise, her navy blue sports top accentuating her huge breasts. The vibrant hue of her outfit contrasted beautifully with her sun-kissed skin, adding a touch of vibrancy to the scene.

As he instructed her to squat down to pose, her navy blue skirt rode up slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her white panties. Erik's heart skipped a beat at the sight, his fingers trembling as he snapped a few shots, trying to capture the perfect angle.

After taking a series of photos, Erik felt a surge of satisfaction, convinced he had captured Alice's radiant beauty. But as she asked to see the photos, a wave of apprehension washed over him. He hesitated, fearing her reaction to the exposure of her panties.

As Alice scrutinized the images, her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh god," she gasped, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "You can't use these with my panties showing, Erik."

Disappointment weighed heavy in Erik's chest as he nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I'll delete them," he murmured.

"You can keep them for personal use if you'd like," she suggested, her tone playful.

Erik's jaw nearly dropped at her unexpected offer, his cheeks flushing crimson at the implication. "Um, thanks," he stammered.

With a playful wink, Alice quipped, "And the next time you want to see my panties, you just have to ask," before turning on her heels and striding off the court, leaving Erik rooted to the spot in stunned silence.

As he watched her retreating figure, his gaze was drawn to the captivating sway of her hips in the short skirt, accentuating her ample and round backside. The way she moved, effortlessly graceful, left an indelible impression on him. As Erik watched in admiration, Alice looked over her shoulder, her eyes meeting his gaze, and gave him a wave before rounding the corner, her grace undiminished even in departure.

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Summoning his courage, Erik approached Alice, who was practicing her groundstrokes. "Hey, Alice," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I was wondering if I could take some photos of you... as promotional material for the club. You know, to let people know we've got all the facilities for female members now."

Alice raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism dancing in her eyes. "Promotional material, huh?" she mused, her tone laced with amusement. "I'm not really that photogenic."

"No, no, that's not true! You look really hot! I mean, really good..." he blurted out, his cheeks warming with embarrassment at his clumsy words.

Alice's lips curved into a playful smile. "Well, if you insist," she teased.

With a sigh of relief, Erik guided Alice to a spot on the court bathed in the soft glow of the midday sun. Alice's presence commanded attention as she moved with effortless poise, her navy blue sports top accentuating her huge breasts. The vibrant hue of her outfit contrasted beautifully with her sun-kissed skin, adding a touch of vibrancy to the scene.

As he instructed her to squat down to pose, her navy blue skirt rode up slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her white panties. Erik's heart skipped a beat at the sight, his fingers trembling as he snapped a few shots, trying to capture the perfect angle.

After taking a series of photos, Erik felt a surge of satisfaction, convinced he had captured Alice's radiant beauty. But as she asked to see the photos, a wave of apprehension washed over him. He hesitated, fearing her reaction to the exposure of her panties.

As Alice scrutinized the images, her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh god," she gasped, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "You can't use these with my panties showing, Erik."

Disappointment weighed heavy in Erik's chest as he nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I'll delete them," he murmured.

"You can keep them for personal use if you'd like," she suggested, her tone playful.

Erik's jaw nearly dropped at her unexpected offer, his cheeks flushing crimson at the implication. "Um, thanks," he stammered.

With a playful wink, Alice quipped, "And the next time you want to see my panties, you just have to ask," before turning on her heels and striding off the court, leaving Erik rooted to the spot in stunned silence.

As he watched her retreating figure, his gaze was drawn to the captivating sway of her hips in the short skirt, accentuating her ample and round backside. The way she moved, effortlessly graceful, left an indelible impression on him. As Erik watched in admiration, Alice looked over her shoulder, her eyes meeting his gaze, and gave him a wave before rounding the corner, her grace undiminished even in departure.