Her hands automatically followed the directions his voice was giving. Her fingers started to unbutton her shirt... Finishing the task, she let the shirt hang open as he directed her again. Her eyes stayed glued to his as her hands caressed her breasts... Fingertips rolling her nipples into hardness thru the sheer material of her bra.
'Take your shirt off, hon' he said. She gave a little shrug of her shoulders and the shirt fell to the floor in a heap. She waited patiently as his eyes drank her in... The goosebumps visibly rising on her skin, as she couldn’t control the reaction to his voice, and commands.
'Undo your belt, and slide your jeans slowly down... ' Her hands did as he asked... Slowing her actions into a timestopping moment of eroticism. She casually stepped out of her jeans leaving them in the growing> pile of clothes on the floor. A low moan came out of his mouth as he watched her. The shift of power seemed to change imperceptibly, as she knew she was in control. She gazed at him intently and unclasped her bra... Sliding the straps off her shoulders, it fell to the floor... She then hooked her thumbs into the sides of her thong and slid it down her legs. With her legs trembling slightly, she walked slowly across the room to the rocking chair. She sat down and propped her legs over the arms of the chair.
His eyes heated up every inch of her skin as her hands started to skim up and down her body. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and she could his breath get more ragged.
She played for him, her sole audience. One finger slid inside her mouth, and she coated it with saliva. Then her fingers trailed down to her nipple, tracing a wet path around the hardness. Her eyes had been half-closed but now she opened them and looked straight into his soul.
