You try to move your body immediately stiffening, feeling as though, you just woke from a long surgery. “Where am I?” you thought.Laying there, fe...eling a cool air bush over your skin. You haven’t even lifted you head yet, but you could tell you’re naked. The cool floor notifying you everywhere except your feet. Which were oddly quite warm.“Which is weird?” you though to yourselfThe floor itself was cold, but not unbearable. Not comfortable, like an exercise mat that’s been well used.You try. She watched as I pulled my shirt up over my head, and as I stepped out of my jeans.“Now the rest,” she said, pointing to my boxers. Something stirred in there as she pointed, but I didn’t begin to harden. I was still a bit nervous for that. Nonetheless, I tossed off my boxers and stood before her completely nude. I watched the way she looked me up and down like I was a statue that brought her pleasure. “Now go sit on the couch.”She sat across the room from me on a wooden chair, legs crossed,. " Are you alone?" she asked."I will be in a moment," he was hurrying to his room aboard the truck."Tell me when you're in your room, I have a surprise for you," shegiggled nervously. She couldn't remember anyone else who ever made herfeel this giggly before.When he was alone in his room he heard three beeps over the phone. Asshe said, "I really do love you."Suddenly she was there in front of him, closing her phone."What the, how did you do that?" he was both stunned as well as happy.But before. She dimmed the lights, and set a lighted candle at the center of the table. When Brad returned from his office, Jane greeted him in her most stunning, tight, thigh-length black leather skirt (Brad could actually see the triangular shape between her shapely legs, pressing against the leather at the front of her skirt), and sheer black stockings. Brad knew Jane well enough to know, without actually seeing, that the stockings were held on with her sexiest black-lace garter belt, very likely with.