back to the kitchen to discard the kettle and pick up the glasses of wine.
Chapter Fifteen
Merci
When Merci opened the front door, she found Chris standing in her foyer holding two glasses of red wine. She was already wet with anticipation and the knowing smile on his face set her pussy quivering. Her hand trembled as she reached out to take the glass from him.
“I’ve been waiting,” Chris told her. “Are you ready to begin?”
Merci brought the glass carefully to her lips and drank deeply. When she finished she felt steady enough that she could look him straight in the eye. “I’m ready.”
“Good!” Chris answered as he closed the door behind her. “The first thing I want you to do is take all of your clothes off right here in the foyer.”
The idea shocked Merci. She couldn’t quite explain why, but the thought of undressing here by the front door and then walking naked through the house greatly enhanced Merci’s feelings of vulnerability. “But-”
“Merci, take off your clothes for me.” Chris’ voice was calm, quiet and so intense that she couldn’t refuse him. She finished draining her glass and set it on the floor. Then she slowly began to unbutton her white blouse, fully aware that Chris’ greedy eyes tracked her every movement.
She worked her way up the buttons until the fabric fell back away from her breasts. Then she slipped the shirt from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Her large breasts heaved against the fabric of her solid white bra.
“And the skirt,” Chris told her.
Merci unfastened the button at the side and let the garment fall. She stood in front of Chris clad only in her lingerie and high heeled shoes. She could tell he liked what he saw.
“Now the shoes and stockings,” Chris directed.
Merci lifted her left foot and slid the shoe free with Chris’ eyes following her every motion. The right shoe followed. Not knowing what else to do with them, she dropped them to the floor away from her wine glass.
Chris never took his eyes off of her.
Self consciously, Merci unfastened her garters as Chris sipped his wine and stared at her legs. She slid each stocking down to her ankle and then off onto the floor.
Chris adjusted the growing bulge in his trousers.
“Turn around,” he ordered, twirling one finger in the air.
Merci pivoted, letting his eyes feast on her long sleek legs.
“Now the bra!”
Merci unfastened the strap but caught the material against her with her forearm before she exposed herself.
Chris’ eyes were bright with anticipation, hungry for the first glimpse of her rich dark nipples. “I’m waiting.”
Merci loved the way Chris stared at her body. It made her want to give him photographs of her naked flesh that he could carry everywhere he went—something to make him hard even when she wasn’t present.
She let the bra drop away, showing Chris her thick dark nipples. His erection stiffened immediately within his pants.
“Now the panties,” he told her, his voice hoarse with desire. “Let’s take a look at what I’m going to be playing with tonight.”
Merci wiggled her hips as she slid the silk down, showing Chris the dark thatch of curly hair that awaited his ministrations. She kept it quite trim, but she’d never shaved it bald before. The prospect of Chris doing it tonight already had her wet with excitement.
Chris held his hand out to Merci without taking his eyes off her bush. “Shall we adjourn to the shower?”
Merci accepted his hand and let him escort her naked through the house.
Chapter Sixteen
Chris
Chris watched Merci lather her body, her fingers caressing her curves as she washed the remains of the day from her flesh. The hot water would tenderize her skin, and assuming a woman’s flesh worked like a man’s, that would make it much easier to shave her soft flesh.
Chris slowly undressed as he watched Merci. He had originally planned to join her in the shower, but his erection was already
Chapter Fifteen
Merci
When Merci opened the front door, she found Chris standing in her foyer holding two glasses of red wine. She was already wet with anticipation and the knowing smile on his face set her pussy quivering. Her hand trembled as she reached out to take the glass from him.
“I’ve been waiting,” Chris told her. “Are you ready to begin?”
Merci brought the glass carefully to her lips and drank deeply. When she finished she felt steady enough that she could look him straight in the eye. “I’m ready.”
“Good!” Chris answered as he closed the door behind her. “The first thing I want you to do is take all of your clothes off right here in the foyer.”
The idea shocked Merci. She couldn’t quite explain why, but the thought of undressing here by the front door and then walking naked through the house greatly enhanced Merci’s feelings of vulnerability. “But-”
“Merci, take off your clothes for me.” Chris’ voice was calm, quiet and so intense that she couldn’t refuse him. She finished draining her glass and set it on the floor. Then she slowly began to unbutton her white blouse, fully aware that Chris’ greedy eyes tracked her every movement.
She worked her way up the buttons until the fabric fell back away from her breasts. Then she slipped the shirt from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Her large breasts heaved against the fabric of her solid white bra.
“And the skirt,” Chris told her.
Merci unfastened the button at the side and let the garment fall. She stood in front of Chris clad only in her lingerie and high heeled shoes. She could tell he liked what he saw.
“Now the shoes and stockings,” Chris directed.
Merci lifted her left foot and slid the shoe free with Chris’ eyes following her every motion. The right shoe followed. Not knowing what else to do with them, she dropped them to the floor away from her wine glass.
Chris never took his eyes off of her.
Self consciously, Merci unfastened her garters as Chris sipped his wine and stared at her legs. She slid each stocking down to her ankle and then off onto the floor.
Chris adjusted the growing bulge in his trousers.
“Turn around,” he ordered, twirling one finger in the air.
Merci pivoted, letting his eyes feast on her long sleek legs.
“Now the bra!”
Merci unfastened the strap but caught the material against her with her forearm before she exposed herself.
Chris’ eyes were bright with anticipation, hungry for the first glimpse of her rich dark nipples. “I’m waiting.”
Merci loved the way Chris stared at her body. It made her want to give him photographs of her naked flesh that he could carry everywhere he went—something to make him hard even when she wasn’t present.
She let the bra drop away, showing Chris her thick dark nipples. His erection stiffened immediately within his pants.
“Now the panties,” he told her, his voice hoarse with desire. “Let’s take a look at what I’m going to be playing with tonight.”
Merci wiggled her hips as she slid the silk down, showing Chris the dark thatch of curly hair that awaited his ministrations. She kept it quite trim, but she’d never shaved it bald before. The prospect of Chris doing it tonight already had her wet with excitement.
Chris held his hand out to Merci without taking his eyes off her bush. “Shall we adjourn to the shower?”
Merci accepted his hand and let him escort her naked through the house.
Chapter Sixteen
Chris
Chris watched Merci lather her body, her fingers caressing her curves as she washed the remains of the day from her flesh. The hot water would tenderize her skin, and assuming a woman’s flesh worked like a man’s, that would make it much easier to shave her soft flesh.
Chris slowly undressed as he watched Merci. He had originally planned to join her in the shower, but his erection was already
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