When she stepped out of the leotard, James stepped up behind her again and moved to set his hands on her shoulders, running them down over her arms and grinned at the image in the mirror, nodding his head before leaning in to brush his lips against her ear, kissing at her lobe softly, then moved his hands down along her stomach and back up. One hand moving down to brush along her thigh, pulling her back against him.
His other hand brushed up towards her breasts, wrapping his fingers around it and kneading them into it firmly, before finally whispering, "Yea, I approve completely. You truly do outshine Helen of Troy."
He joked, kissing down her neck again before sliding his hand up along her thigh and over the crotch of her panties, just lightly enough to tease, then trailed them light over her stomach, "Tell me what you want Sera."