Jake's pants are next

"Will you take his pants down, but leave his boxers on? At least ... for now?" Michelle spoke quietly from the chair, half of her attention on Abbie and Jake, the other half on fingering her wet pussy.

Abbie nodded and looked up at Jake. Her blue eyes were wide, and she was smiling. "You like this?" she asked him.

"Hm, let's see," Jake said with a dry air. "Hot naked girl over there ..."

Abbie interrupted. "And what about the hot girl pulling your pants down?" Abbie asked, pretending to pout.

Jake smirked. "Well, she's not naked, now is she?"

Abbie sneered playfully. "Not yet."

Jake nodded. "Right. Not yet."

Abbie pulled the sides of Jake's pants down his legs. As they dropped, she took care to touch and rub the sides of his legs. Jake was fit and lean. He looked like he might be a casual runner, though Abbie realized she'd never asked him about that (nor had he volunteer any discussion of his athletic habits). She gripped his thighs, wiggling a little in place at the touch of more of his body.

Jake could feel his boxers stretching around him as his cock hardened under the cotton. He was certainly enjoying the tease, the foreplay -- but he was also curious where things would progress to.

Once Jake's pants were all the way to the floor, he stepped out of them, and Abbie pushed them aside. She ran her fingers up his legs again, and began to dip into the undersides of his boxers.

Michelle stopped her. "Wait. Please."

Abbie paused, and looked at Michelle.

"No hands yet. Just keep teasing him for a bit. If that's okay with you?"

"Of course it's okay with me," agreed Abbie. "Teasing Jake like this is one of my favorite things to do." She pulled her hands away from his boxers, and instead gently stroked the backs of his legs. Using her fingertips, she drew upward on his calves, up to his knees, and then back down again.

As she rubbed his legs like this, she leaned her upper body forward, which meant her face was right next to his crotch. Abbie pulsed her body back and forth a bit, casually making contact between Jake's boxers and her face. Jake's dick was getting harder despite Abbie not touching him there. Even with his boxers in the way, Jake twitched with arousal every time his dick brushed against Abbie.

She was doing all of this half intentionally, of course. She wanted to feel his dick against her. If she was being honest, she wanted his dick in her mouth -- but that wasn't the game right now, not with Michelle calling the shots. So the next best option was to let him kind of bounce against her and make as if she either didn't notice or didn't care (or both).

Michelle loved the show. Her fingers were back in her pussy again, except when she pulled them out to lick them off, tasting herself as she got hotter and wetter.

Abbie was happy to have her hands on Jake's legs, though she was getting more turned on herself as well. Between Jake's scent and the feeling of his stiffening dick against her face, she realized she had a question for Michelle.

"So ..." Abbie began. "Why am I the only one still dressed?"