Part 39
As Emilia robbed Tim of his last piece of clothing, several things happened at once, in a way that seemed dreamily like they were in slow motion, but somehow also happening very fast.
Tim's eyes opened wide, his mouth formed a shocked "O," and his face instantly turned beet red.
The women closest to him -- Marcy, Karen, Shawna and Danielle -- all looked down at Tim's crotch, with similarly shocked looks. As their surprised expressions quickly turned to evil smiles and raised eyebrows, everyone in the audience could guess from their faces alone that Tim was in an excited state.
Tim's employees, watching from the stage, craned their necks, laughing or covering their mouths as they saw their boss suddenly and completely exposed.
The only female close to Tim who didn't seem to see his erection was Emilia, because she had skipped off to the right and out in front of the short wall, waving Tim's towel over her head in celebration.
For those few seconds, as everyone in the room was processing what had just happened, the noise level in the studio dropped dramatically. But in the next second, as everybody understood, all at once -- "That little pixie just stole that poor hunk's towel, leaving him completely naked!" -- a wall of sound slammed into Tim, and time seemed to re-start itself.
He noticed that the women surrounding him were leering at his exposed and upthrust dick, and he quickly slapped both hands over it, as if he could keep them from seeing what they had already just seen. The raucous cheers, laughter and whistling from the crowd were nearly deafening.
Behind him and to his left, Diana moved her head to one side, out from behind her camera, as if to reassure herself of what she was seeing. In her headset she heard Lauren's voice. "Don't screw up this shot!"
Diana quickly moved back into position, and saw that her camera had Tim perfectly framed. "I've got it," she said. She whistled softly. "You should see this guy's ass!"
"I'm looking at it," Lauren said, as she grinned at her monitor. Tim's muscular butt cheeks looked perfectly plump and round in profile! She checked her board again to double-check that this was being recorded in-house, and NOT going out over the air.
At the back of the studio, Carly was frozen in place, staring at the rear view of a suddenly nude and front-lit Tim Johnson. His bare bottom, flaring out from beneath his narrow waist, looked so good!
As Emilia pranced closer to the bleachers, still waving Tim's towel like a trophy, the women in the first several rows cheered for her. Several of them put their hands out and waved toward themselves, begging Emilia to throw the towel. She laughed and started swinging it higher, and then the same ritual that had happened with Tim's boxers happened with his towel.
Emilia launched it into the air, and a dozen women jostled for position, fighting for their prize. In a few seconds, the towel had disappeared into the crowd just as Tim's boxers had earlier.
By this time Marcy had recovered enough to step close to Tim, comically running her eyes up and down his naked frame. The catcalls and cheering were still too loud for her to make herself heard, so she made a gesture with her raised left hand to get the crowd to calm down, after which she rested that hand on his closest shoulder.
When the noise had subsided to just some delighted laughter and a buzzing of excited conversation, Marcy took a deep breath, giving a few seconds to establish the proper comic timing. Then she said, "Well. I was not expecting THAT."
The audience laughed, and then Marcy exaggeratedly leaned her head back and to the left, and let her eyes obviously check out Tim's now bare buns. As she widened her eyes, she dropped her left hand, and though it was out of the audience's sight, the motion of her upper arm let them know that she had just either patted or groped the poor hunk's exposed behind. "And I'm sure that YOU didn't expect that either."
Laughter rolled through the studio again, as Tim hadn't been able to keep himself from flinching at Marcy's brazen contact with his derriere -- either her initial gentle pat, or the subsequent grip and grope. Diana's camera caught her Marcy's fondling of Tim's bubble butt, and up in the booth, Lauren laughed and said, "Marcy, you're a naughty girl!"
On Tim's other side, Karen's twinkling eyes were fixed on Tim's bare ass too, while Shawna and Danielle tried to look embarrassed for him, but not very convincingly.
