Seductive exposure (part 4)

 

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) (part 2) and (part 3).

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He finally got his wish, I thought.

I turned around for him.

I could feel his eyes on me, from several feet away. Scanning me. Looking, but not touching.

My behind, bare and curvy, within reach of his touch. Continue reading “Seductive exposure (part 4)”

Seductive Exposure (part 3)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) and (part 2).

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He stood by the dresser and watched me react to his command.

Turn around, he had said earlier, startling me out of my reveries while standing there nude and exposed. I had just stripped for him, slowly and provocatively. Continue reading “Seductive Exposure (part 3)”

Seductive Exposure (part 2)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1).

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Sliding the panties off my hips revealed more than just my nudity to the man whose bedroom I was standing in.

It revealed a shyness I knew I needed to conquer. Or at least acknowledge as an acceptable part of my vulnerability.

He watched me from his position by the dresser. His body was rigid; only his eyes followed along as my hands peeled my panties past my knees.

When they reached the floor I slowly stepped out of them.

Continue reading “Seductive Exposure (part 2)”

Seductive selfies

She glanced at her reflection in the mirrored doors of her bedroom closet. Her black lace bra still fit after all these years, much to her amazement. So did the panties…

Taking a step back she admired her new boots. Well heeled, but not too high. Classy black leather, a small buckle at the ankle, long zippers. Not slutty.

Unless she wears them while naked. Or with just her bra and panties. Then they might become a part of a more provocative scenario.

This is what she was wearing that day. Bra, panties and boots, and nothing else. Continue reading “Seductive selfies”