Begin to unbutton your shirt?
From Create Your Own Story
You look down at yourself. You're a little self-conscious of your body, but you're okay with it. Almost without a signal coming from your brain first, your hand reaches up to the top button of your shirt, unfastens it. Michael takes in a breath through his nose that you can hear from all the way across the room, and you undo the second button. Your other hand joins the party, setting to work on unbuttoning the shirt all the way to the waist. Once your shirt falls open you let it hang there, exposing the front of your bra, your tummy, and the waistline of your jeans. And then you realize that you haven't given Michael a look since you began to unbutton. Slowly you raise your head to find him examining you with politeness, yet silence.
"This okay?" you ask.
"More than okay," Michael says, almost as if he's out of breath.
So, without further ado, you pull the shirt off of your body and begin work on the button of your jeans. It's a tough one. You suck in your tummy to give your jeans more room to loosen, and finally pull the button out of the eyelet, then beginning to scoot the jeans off of your hips. Your choice in panties and bra do not match this evening; your panties are plain and baby blue, and your bra is black with red dots. Didn't really think I'd be doing this, did I? you think.
"Alright," you say, displaying yourself. "Guess we're even."
Michael gives you a good scan up and down, smiles. "Yeah, I guess we are. You're lovely."
"Thank you."
He cocks his eyebrow and seems to ruminate on something. Then his thumb moves to the waistband of his boxers. You notice a shape there. Testing your reactions, his movement is exponential: giving you the idea, playing with the idea, and then enacting the idea of removing his boxers. They fall around his socked ankles, and there he is. Wow - is Michael part horse?? you think yourself. To say he is well-endowed is an understatement!
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