Work Attire/You give Edgar a show

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"What do we do now?" Edgar says.

"There's only one thing we can do," you reply. "We have to wait for someone to fix the elevator. Until then, I guess we'll just have to enjoy each other's company." You haven't missed the way Edgar keeps checking you out. You aren't surprised. You have a wonderful body, and even with this shirt on, you are still practically naked. He can see every detail under it, after all.

"Do you have a cell phone?"

You shake your head.

"Neither do I. Looks like we'll have to wait until they come for us, and it sounds like that could take a while."

"Right."

"In the meantime," Edgar says, "I'd like to ask something of you."

"What?" you say. You caught a certain inflection in his voice.

"It's just that, ever since I met you, I've had this fantasy of you dancing for me."

"Dancing for you?"

"Stripping for me."

You nod. You aren't sure what to think about this. You suppose it's a compliment, but it just seems odd.

"Would you be willing?"

"If you agree it's just between the two of us. You must never tell anyone about it."

Edgar nods. "I agree. I'll treasure it forever."

"Do you have any music?"

Edgar holds up an iPod. "Who do you like?"

You tell him who your favorite band is. "I have some of their music," Edgar says. He fiddles with the controls, and soon the sounds of your favorite song from your favorite band are filling the elevator.

"I'll dance for two songs," you say. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yes." Edgar stops the music. "I'll restart this one so you won't miss any of it."

"Sit down," you tell Edgar. He does so. He starts your favorite song again, and you begin to dance for him.

You love to dance, and you are good at it. You can tell Edgar appreciates your body, and likes your dancing. You are nervous at first, but, after less than a minute, you forget everything except the pleasure you get from dancing.

At first, you tease Edgar by undoing only one button of your shirt, but it doesn't take you long to admit that this is pointless. Seductively, wiggling your ass and hips and shaking your boobs as you do, you slide your shirt down off your shoulders, over your back and butt, and onto the floor, where you kick it away.

You look down at Edgar. He is looking up at you, jaw dropping, eyes wide. He doesn't seem to be blinking very much. Holding your arms behind your head, you kneel down and show Edgar first your butt, then, turning around, your tits. You can feel his hands, lightly caressing your ass, then stroking and gently squeezing your tits. You know you should object, but you are too turned on now to stop him.

You are surprised when the two songs end. You finish your dance by bending over backward, letting Edgar see your pussy. Then you straighten up and look at him.


What happens:

Status
Day 3 Clothing

Naked

Health Horny and trapped
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