Looks like it's getting there

Matt took his time undressing Natasha.

It made the moment somehow more intimate--less about sticking his dick into some random hole and more about building a bond between two people. Admittedly he didn't have any plans to commit to just one woman but that didn't mean he had to think of them, or treat them, like they weren't valuable to him.

He unbuttoned her blouse, letting his fingers linger on each button, feeling her accelerated heartbeat as he brushed against her now-exposed skin.

Her blushes showed clearly against the paleness of her skin and Matt realized that she was as nervous and worried... and possibly even as excited as he was. Which definitely did something for his ego.

Undoing her little skirt was merely a single button and a zipper. When he had those undone, she stood and shimmered, and the skirt puddled to the floor where she kicked it away.

He was briefly mesmerized by her hip motion and then more deeply entranced by the sight of her in her lacy black bra and panties.

She turned slowly in front of him, letting him get a good look at her body.

The bra was one of those low-slung ones that places like Victoria's Secrets advertise... all push up and push together, not that Natasha needed much in the push department as her firm breasts were probably at the upper range of a C cup. The thong panties might as well not have been there for all the coverage they provided. They called attention to, rather than distracted from what was hidden underneath them.

He kissed her again, then reached behind and unfastened the bra.

She made that shimmering move again and her breasts were free.

Her nipples were a pink so pale they almost weren't there. Here breasts thrust straight out from her body with none of the sag or droop he would have expected from such large ones. If he hadn't known better, he would have been certain natural breasts couldn't be that firm but he'd felt them and knew they were the gift of genes rather than of modern medical science.

He kissed each of her nipples in turn, taking his time and making sure to give each the attention it deserved. Until finally Natasha smiled at him and nodded.

It was time.

He lowered her panties and she stepped out of the, leaving her completely naked.

She'd left a landing strip of black hair but shaved her lips and they glistened with excitement.

"Oh, M-Archie," Natasha breathed. "Touch me there. It feels so good."

Matt certainly wasn't going to turn down that offer.