I moved deliberately without haste. When he tried to reach over and pull me closer I pushed him away and told him if he did not behave he would not see me model. I had him take off his socks and throw them by the shoes.
I pulled his V neck T shirt over his
head and let the breast area of my dress caress his face. Removal of his T shirt
revealed a hairy chest to offset his baldness. He was trim but you could see
the beginning of a beer belly.
With him lying back on the bed I bent
down with my hair caressing his legs and pulled off his jockey shorts and
tossed them and his T shirt next to the socks. He sat up naked, penis erect
while I stood before him dressed.
Exposed he was vulnerable even
though his penis proclaimed his intention of my being his next conquest. I stared
at it impressed but made no comment. Erect it was the largest I had seen but I
had only seen two. My husband's and Edward's were in the 6.5 to 7 inch category
depending on arousal. Enrico was definitely an eight.
He reached for me but I pulled back and told him.
“Sit still and wait. If you are a good doggy you will get your treat.”
“When are you going to undress and model?”
I looked directly at his erect penis and said.
“I want to make sure you are paying attention before I model. Is your penis ready to see me model? “
His penis raised a bit more in rapt
attention in answer but before he good say anything I turned around and told him
to pull down the dress zipper my husband recently pulled up. I then turned to
face him, slid the dress past my shoulders and let it fall around my shoes.
Hushed he stared at the panty, the garter belt underneath, my legs in nylons,
and the satin bra, his “gifts”. His penis inched a little higher, definitely an
Stepping out of the dress and draping it over the other chair in the room I went to the bathroom still wearing my heels. They clicked across the tile floor.
I dampened a large towel in warm
water and slowly approached the bed with feet crossing one another with each
step to sway my hips.
He stared intently in anticipation,
hushed by my finger to my lips requesting silence.
“Sit your butt at on the bed's edge. Good, spread your legs and knees but keep you heels on the floor. Good, now lay back, stare at the ceiling and keep your feet on the floor and your hands on the bed. Good boy.”