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Chapter 10
“Now, if I get dressed here, then you’ll know what I’m wearing, and it won’t be a surprise.” Vickie picked up her shopping bag.
“I’ll keep my eyes closed,” said George.
Vickie made a tut-tutting sound. “No, you won’t.”
She swung her hips suggestively as she turned her back to him, then looked over her shoulder at him. “See, your eyes are open.”
“Admiring the view,” he said with a smug look.
“That may well be the case, but you, perhaps, need to be a man of your word and close your eyes.” She faced him, putting her hands on her hips.
“And you need to be a lady of your word and get undressed.”
Vickie pretended to be strict and pointed her finger at him. “Can’t have it both ways.”
“Pretty sure I can.” He stepped forward wrapping his arms around her waist. “Now, let me help you get these clothes off.”
Before Vickie could protest, he started undoing her leather vest. She remembered the Black Hearts’ invitation inside and didn’t want him to unwittingly find it.
“Here, let me help,” she said, brushing his hands away. “It will be quicker.”
“I’ll just busy myself further down then, shall I?” He ran his hands down the sides of her hips, sending shivers of desire through her. She fumbled with the buttons as he moved his hands behind and gripped her backside. She breathed out heavily.
“You don’t seem to be very quick,” he said, chuckling.
“I’m a bit distracted.” She pushed back her shoulders and let the vest fall off, swinging it carefully to one side and out of the way.
“It appears I am.” He pushed her back a little, looking down her front. His fingers slipped into the top of her leather pants, then moved back to her front. “Where the heck is the zipper in this? And this is why you should wear skirts, so I can get to you quickly.”
Vickie playfully slapped him on the shoulder. “That’s sexist.”
“You want me to pleasure you?”
Vickie rolled her eyes knowing where this was going. “It’s not that hard, maybe you just need more practice.”
“I’m in on that.”
Vickie took his hands in hers, then guided them to the zipper on the side.
“Oh, that’s where it is.”
She giggled. “The real test is can you undo the zipper and get these pants off?”
He pulled her in close, grabbing her backside tightly. “Based on how much I can feel and see you in these pants, I’m guessing you might have to be patient.”
“I’m not patient.” She wriggled out of his embrace, expertly undid the zipper on her leather pants and shimmied out of them, kicking off her boots at the same time.
“I don’t know how you did that, but I’m glad you did,” said George with a surprised expression.
“How about you get out of your pants, so we can compare notes,” she teased.
“Easy.” He undid the buttons of his pants, then pulled them down. As he kicked off one shoe, he wobbled, his pants tangled, and he ended flat on his bottom on the floor.
Vickie burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny,” puffed George, his face turning red. He tried to kick off his shoes, one came off, and the pants seem to tangle further, causing Vickie to laugh harder.
