.." He didn't wait for an answer, he just moved back and held her hand leading her down the hall to his room. Stopping before his door he turned to h...r and pulled his shirt off, her eyes went wide, she had never seen him without a shirt on. His body was defined, not ripped and hard, but she could tell that there were lines of muscle. While she was caught up in staring at him he pulled her shirt up over her head, her stomach knotted and she quickly moved her right arm to cover her bare breast.. You pull into the driveway and walk up to the door. With your finger ready to push the bell you hesitate just a second to wonder what I have in mind that will make this dinner special compared to the other wonderful days we have spent together. I hear the door bell and walk to answer it and feel my heart quicken as it always does when I know I will see you. As I reach for the door I take a deep breath to control my excit​ement as while tonight I want you to know as always how important you are. Check my page. I have one only you can see"Tom quickly found the pic. He could only stare. The pic was of a petite brunette. It was not the face of a supermodel. Long brown hair, brown eyes. A cute little nose. Her face was roundish, kind of girl next door/pixie. But the eyes had a twinkle like she knew something you did not and it was amusing. Tom was instantly drawn to her appearance. Then he looked down. He gasped. She was topless. Two round, full breasts were in plain view. . “I want you to talk to me. Dirty.”I cleared my throat, turning the volume up on my radio. “Are you naked?” I asked in a raspy voice.“No,” she whispered.“What are you wearing,” I asked, a whisper.“I’m wearing my red panties and a nightshirt.”I had to think for a minute. How to do this would be the biggest challenge. I needed to come up with something quick. I just let myself go. “Picture me, lying next to you. I’m wearing tight boxer briefs.”“Do I have to picture you, Brother?”“Yes,” was my.