He's determined.

A look of determination comes over Jean’s face. He gets up and turns on the stereo; ‘Wicked Game’ by Chris Isaak starts to play. He tells me to stay where I am, and he begins to move to the music.

I smile as he sways his hips back and forth (he never was much of a dancer) and begins to lip synch to the lyrics. He runs his hands up and down his body and begins to unbutton his shirt. He drops his shoulders back and the shirt falls off of him to the floor. It’s only now that I realize that he’s actually doing a strip tease!

I start to giggle and hop to my feet to try to stop him from making a fool out of himself. He puts his arm out to keep me at a distance and kicks of his shoes. I tell him he had better stop what he’s doing. His answer is to hold me off with one hand while he starts to unzip his pants with the other.

I manage to duck under his arm and grab at the waist of his pants and keep them up. Pressed up against me with his pants in my hands, Jean leans forward and kisses me on the nose… then the cheek…and then the lips.

He wraps both of his arms around me and we begin to dance to the music. I rest my head on his bare chest for a while, smelling his aftershave, listening to his heartbeat. My hands leave his pants and wrap around the small of his back. His pants fall to the floor, and, without missing a beat, he steps out of them and continues to dance, clad only in his socks and boxers.

The song ends and Jean asks me if he should go ‘The Full Monty’. I slap playfully against his chest and tell him full frontal nudity just doesn’t work with guys. He backs away and says that he thinks I want to see it all. Putting my hand on my hips I let him know he had better not go any farther.

With an evil gleam in his eye, he turns around, looks over his shoulder at me, and begins to wiggle his boxers down his backside. I watch in mock horror as he inches his way down, exposing his ass to me. He asks if I want to see more.

Although all his teasing and fun has begun to have an effect on me, there is no way I’m letting him know that, so I tell him no. He looks into my eyes and says he doesn’t believe me and yanks his underwear down. He quickly hops around, exposing his beautiful, throbbing member to me. I shield my eyes and run into the kitchen. His boxers around his ankles, he waddles after me.

I laugh and run around the table as he moves as quickly as he can after me. Suddenly he slips and falls hard on to the floor. I quickly kneel beside him and ask if he’s all right.

He grabs me and throws me on top of him. I can feel his hard cock through my pants as he slowly, but passionately, kisses me. I respond by kissing him back with equal ardor. I can’t believe this fool has actually gotten me in the mood!