Kei undresses Jake

"I think now, perhaps, we deal with you." Kei looked down at Jake on the bench and took a few steps toward him. "Stand up."

Jake stood, finding himself face to face with Kei, mere inches apart. He was unsure what to do with his hands, which were still holding his pants on.

Kei put her hands on Jake's chest, over his shirt, under his blazer. She felt his pecs and his abs for a bit. Then she slowly lowered herself down into something of a squat, and as she lowered, her hands ran down Jake's front, stopping over the front of his pants and his underwear.

She pushed Jake's hands out of her way, and held his pants with her own. She pulled his pants down his legs, placing them almost delicately on the ground. She ran her fingers along the sides of Jake's bare legs, up the front of his thighs, and then over the front of his underwear, stroking and gripping his dick through the material.

"Still interested, I see," she said. She squeezed his cock, and licked her lips. Then she stood up, still trailing a hand along his underwear. "All in good time."

Kei took hold of Jake's tie and loosened the knot, separating the two ends of it. She undid the top button of his shirt, and as she reached for the second button, she leaned in closer to Jake. Their faces were close enough to kiss, but instead, their mouths remained millimeters apart, lightly breathing, each feeling the warmth of the other.

Kei shifted her body forward a bit and rubbed the front of her thigh against Jake's dick, slowly, softly, and simply. She undid the other buttons on Jake's shirt without taking her eyes off him, without moving her face away from his, and without ever releasing the slight contact her leg had with his cock.

Once the shirt was fully undone, Kei put her hands more firmly on Jake's chest. She pushed the shirt off, and it (along with his blazer) slid down his arms and to the ground.