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laces and tapped his calf for him to step out. He rested his hand on my head for balance and stepped out whilst I held on to the back of them. I repeated the motion with his other foot and removed his socks at the same time.
    Standing back up I braced myself and noticed that his warm green eyes had changed to a beautiful amber liquid. He was magnificent. I didn’t take my eyes from his as I reached down and undid his belt. Fortunately, it was a simple leather belt buckle that I could undo without much fuss. Pulling the belt out of its loops, it escaped with a snap as I freed it. Dropping it to the floor, I stood still, eyes fixed on his, barely breathing.
    My hands stopped moving, and I stood immobile. I swallowed nervously and tried to find the courage to keep going.
    “Trousers,” he said, one word, commanding.
    “I can’t,” I whispered. I couldn’t, I was scared of what I would do once he was naked.
    “Trousers, now Olivia, the girls are waiting.” He said glaring at me, almost with threat.
    I didn’t look as I fumbled, trying to find his button. I couldn’t find it, so I had to drop my eyes to look. I saw the bulge of his cock straining against the material of his trousers. It was big, thick and waiting to be released from its confines. I involuntarily licked my lips. I discovered why I couldn’t find a button because he had a clasp fastening part way off along the waistband. Unclipping it, the top part of his trousers gaped open showing his flat, taut stomach. I tentatively reached for his zip and pulled it down, revealing black boxer briefs. Hooking my thumbs into the side of his trouser waistband, I inched down his trousers over his hips until they fell by themselves to the floor.
    He was clearly a very fit man, there were no bulging muscles on his stomach, but his thighs were a different matter. Seeing the definition of his thighs as he flexed his muscles as he shifted slightly on his feet, aroused me further. I watched as his toes curled in as I placed my fingers and hands on his stomach. I pressed in slightly wanting to feel how firm his abs were. He was rock hard, and I wanted to check the rest of his body to feel how firm everything else was.
    Using the palms of my hands, I shifted them so that they were sitting just under his ribcage, and I pressed my forehead against his chest. Slightly shaking my head from side to side because I knew I couldn’t take the last step. I couldn’t pull his final piece of clothing off.
    “One more piece to go Olivia, you can do it. I see your pulse racing in your neck, and I can hear your shallow breathing. This is affecting you, and your body is telling me how much. I bet if I were to slip my fingers into your knickers I would find your pussy wet with your juices.”
    I stepped back so that I wasn’t touching him, his words were too much, like a cold glass of water poured on the performance we just played out.
    “I can’t, I just can’t do it.”
    He believed me and stripped off his underwear in one swift movement. He stepped towards me and bumped his head against mine. I could feel the weight of his stare and didn’t look up to meet it. I turned around and took a step towards the door.
    “Where are you going Olivia? I told you earlier that I would undress you tonight, turn back around.”
    My rapidly beating heart shot up into my throat. I’d forgotten his words from earlier and was now terrified of what he was going to do. Terrified that I would like it so much I would want to take things further. He stepped closer, and his erect cock nudged against me, it was the only part of his body to touch me, and my pussy throbbed in response.
    I turned back around and brazenly stared at his face, goading him silently to do his worst. He reached for the hem of my jumper and pulled it off with my t-shirt. Moments later my jeans were around my ankles, and he was tapping my calf to step out of them. In less than a minute, he had me in my underwear.
    “You’re lovely