Completely Yours
Only my bra and panties remained.
“The bra.”
I unhooked it with slightly trembling fingers. The cool air and his presence made my nipples tighten. He rewarded me with gentle strokes across my breasts, rolling the sensitive peaks until my breath grew unsteady.
Finally, just inside the room, I hooked my thumbs into my panties and slid them down. The last piece of fabric pooled at my feet. I stood completely bare.
That was when I saw him.
He was seated in a high-backed chair across the room, his back to me at first. A tall, broad-shouldered figure in dark period clothing, wearing a round hat. Then he slowly raised his head and turned.