Strip Tease

I couldn’t believe I had asked him to strip. I bit my lip as I followed his instructions. I sat in the chair in the middle of the room waiting. I hear him walking down the hall. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

I look up at him, but he is putting his phone on the Bluetooth speaker dock. He turns to me and smiles when he pushes play. I laugh as Booty Work by T-Pain starts playing. He starts moving to the beat and I stop laughing. I suck my lips into my mouth as I watch his body move in front of me.

He grinds in front of me, and I moan. I lick my lips, my eyes locked on him as he grabs the back of his shirt and throws it off. How the hell do men manage to take off their shirts without messing anything up or getting caught up in the clothing. I could never just throw a shirt off. Hell, it's a production to get them on most days. Jumping to get jeans on, juggling pulling a shirt down over my breasts etc. But no, he somehow can just… I grin at my thoughts and