A Cuddle Booking Took an Unexpected Turn... Update

It is now 9:00 p.m. Tuesday evening as I am writing this. My cuddle session happened. She actually showed up. For once, my inner skeptic was wrong. I'm extremely relieved, but honestly, pretty shocked. Before she got here, the time she was supposed to arrive came and went. I was sure I was right and she was going to be a no-show or have an excuse for why she couldn't make it. Nope. She showed up looking fucking totally amazing. No shit. Fine, thin body, massive breasts, nice butt, pretty face, and wearing tight jeans and a top. We sat and talked for a bit. She drank wine she brought, and I had a beer. Then she started showing me the outfits she brought to cuddle in. Holy fuck. Small, lacy, see-through shit. This was a platonic cuddle, mind you. I didn't know what to do. They were all very revealing. Some lace panties were so small she might as well not have bothered wearing them. So, in order not to come across as creepy, I asked her to pick. She chose a sheer, small, pretty much…