These yukatas were meant to be worn only after soaking. Soft, fluffy white bathrobes were neatly placed on the side for the short walk to the Onsen.
The door to my room suddenly slid open. Haruna stepped inside wearing nothing but a thin white bathrobe. The belt was tied so loosely that the robe barely held together. Her deep, inviting cleavage was on full display — the soft, creamy inner curves of her full breasts spilling out, jiggling gently with every step.
The hem of the robe barely reached the middle of her smooth thighs, threatening to flash her pussy if she moved too quickly.
"Remember the rule, Jack," Haruna said in a sweet but naughty voice. "We only wear the bathrobe to the Onsen. Once we reach the edge, we take it off completely and get in naked. After soaking, we put the robe back on before coming back here to change into the yukata."
