She didn't break eye contact as she undid the belt and shrugged the dress off her shoulders. She had a cami over her bra and pale yellow panties under her pantyhose.

"What do you want me to take off next?"

"The pantyhose. Do you want to be my girl?"

She nodded. "Then when they're off throw them away. I hate pantyhose. I'll get you hose I like."

She sat on the bed and peeled them off and threw them at the trashcan. She missed.

"Now stand up, please. Lift the cami up and off."

The bra ...