"I trust your judgement," he says, with a slight bow of his head to give her permission to continue.
And then his hand is at her zipper and he tugs it down slowly, slipping his hand down the back of it, tracing his fingertips over the curve of her spine, from the waist of her panties to the clasp of her bra before settling at her lower back. "You're the first woman who's let me touch them for free," he murmurs, hoping she'll appreciate the honesty rather than be offended by it.