Rachel hesitates for a few moments, eyeing you and Richard thoughtfully. Then she grins. The kind of grin that makes you both excited and worried at the same time.
"You and Richard seem to be getting along well... give him a strip tease. Make it as sexy as you can... and keep stripping until Richard says you can stop."
You agree quickly, reasoning to yourself that Richard will probably let you stop quickly enough. Richard won't be interested in seeing a guy undress, will he? But a second, newer part of you is still aroused from having your 'pussy' fingered and hopes Richard will get turned on by making you strip.
You get up from Richard's lap, hesitantly going to stand a few feet in front of Richard's recliner. You begin shaking and gyrating your hips, trying to imitate a stripper to the best of your ability. Your efforts are half-hearted at first, but you gradually get more and more into it.
Soon, you're dancing all out, your entire body unduluating as you put on a show for Richard. Both Richard and Rachael watch for a while, until Rachael gives you a reminder in an overly loud whisper.
"You have to strip too."
Still dancing, you shoot Richard a desperate look; surely he's got actually going to make you strip. Richard doesn't seem to notice your desperation though, his eyes are hungrily roving up and down your body and his cock seems to be making a rather large tent in his pants. He definitely appears eager to see you strip, and
Rachael giggles softly.
"It's either strip, or get very closely acquainted with a certain bottle." |