Erotic Shock

“Lay on the bed” she instructed him.

He looked at her questioningly but he did as he was told and stretched out on the bed.

“Now, take off your clothes”

The questioning look became a bemused look.

“You can keep your boxer shorts on if you must” she told him, rolling her eyes.

He pushed his socks off each foot, then kicked off his pants and finally pulled his t-shirt over his head.

In his underwear he lay, looking up at her with a raised eyebrow.

She had taken off just enough clothing to be comfortable, wearing a loose t-shirt, a pair of panties and nothing else. She kneeled on the bed beside him, stooped over his body.

She closed her eyes and smiled. First she touched his face, moving slowly downwards. Forehead, cheek, chin, using only the tips of her fingers and trying to make her touch as light as possible.

She moved down to his shoulders in a similar manner, still using the light touch on his collar bone but adding more force as she moved to his shoulders.

Spreading out her fingers as wide as they would go, she brushed down his chest and abdomen with her touch light again. As she hunches over closer to his body he could feel the warmth of her breath on his stomach.

She traced the elastic waistband of his boxers, running her fingernail along the crenulated edge.

Quickly, before he could have known what she was doing, she deftly slipped her hand underneath the elastic and wrapped her hand around his penis.

His entire body stiffened at the suddenness of the motion.

Her eyes opened and she smiled a Mona Lisa smile.

And she said:

“Hi.”