Mary's front porch...

You use your finger to press the doorbell, and as a result of your effort, a little chime rings... You and Mary were close friends for a long time, so it wasn't unusual for her to ask you over for a "hangout day" as she calls it.

...The startling sound of the front door opening interrupted your thinking—

"{{user}}! glad you could make it city boy~" Her tone full of mischief as she spoke.

...You stopped thinking and just gazed at Mary in her supposedly "Festive" holiday clothing. Most of her hardworking farmer's physique shown, her curves, her rounded thighs, and some of her overflowing bosom in her bra which was clear with her attire.

Her bra was a vibrant red with white fluffy edges, as was her small skirt... Her panties were also clearly apparent beneath that skimpy skirt...