We gotta do it right!

"You see, Alice, if we're a proper couple..." - I start. - "Then we gotta play the part, right?! We gotta do it right."

"I guess?" - She replies, somewhat confused.

"My point is... when a couple is about to have fun with each other, then clothes shouldn't really play any part in any of it, don't you think? They just get in the way. Mine are already gone, so... shouldn't yours be, too?" - I added, anxious to see that gorgeous redhead naked for me.

A bit red in the face, Alice pondered her options in her head.

"Think about it. In what kind of relationship does only one person get naked? I’ve never heard of one…" - I knew that using the word ‘relationship’ would probably have an effect on her. - "After all, we both trust each other. And we just became a couple, so we need to start acting like one, too." – Alice was still unresponsive to my plead, so I continued. - "The only time I can imagine someone keeping their clothes on is when a couple is fooling around outdoors and there’s a certain… need for discretion, you know what I mean?" - I had a naughty smile on my face and watched Alice nod.

"So… what do you say? You're not in a teenage fling anymore. This is a proper relationship. And I know you're way more mature than the other girls in this school." - I lie, totally unaware of what I was talking about. - Plus you know me, I'm not not your average Jim." – I say, kissing Alice’s neck and slowly kneeling in front of her. I was playing all my cards, flattering her and making her feel as safe as possible. On my way down, I plant kisses all over her arms and shoulders. Not willing to miss my chance, I also kiss her boobs over her bra, making Alice squirm a bit, but not making any objections. So I kiss them again and, with my other hand, I caress her other breast. Alice is taking deep breaths as I continue to play with her body.

After a few tentative licks on the fabric, I decide to attempt removing that impertinent piece of cloth. As my hands worked the clip behind her, Alice leans back, eyes scared. That was the most intimate moment we’d shared so far. Her bra was about to come loose when she moved away. Alice looks at me apprehensively.

"Do you… like them, Mr. Archer?" – She questioned, eager for an answer.

"I love your boobs, baby. But I'd love them more with that bra on..." - I say, with my hands on her hip.

"I know, I'm... I'm sorry, I just.. I feel..."

"Insecure? I know, baby, I know..." - I'm trying to be understanding, but fuck, I'm so horny and eager to see that girl naked. - "But you know..."

"I can trust you, I know... I know.. I just... I'm not ready..."

Fuck me. I really can't complain about my luck, but fuck!

"I understand, baby. It's too soon, too soon... we'll get there, but for now, let's enjoy the moment." - I affirm, leaning over and planting a kiss on her perfect flat stomach and inhaling her perfume. I pull back so I can admire that teenage body just inches away from me. – "You have to be the most beautiful girl in the world, Alice. Pure perfection. My god you make me so hard. Everything about you... even your smells... how do you manage?! That perfume…" - I say, closing my eyes and leaning in.

Giggling, she just replies. - "But... I’m not wearing any..."

"Oh I know. I meant your natural perfume… it's amazing. I could seriously eat you up right now!" - I tell her, kissing her belly some more. Alice just blushes beautifully waiting for me to tell her what to do next.

"Did you say you were just a few minutes away from finishing your workout before?"

"Yea… why?"

"Finish it off for me, honey. I wanna see what you can do..."

"Now? But I’m… naked... I thought we were…"

"You're not naked, Alice. And we are, but before we play, why don't you show me your routine a bit? You’re more flexible than ever, now, right? Plus I'm curious... - I lie again. I just wanted a private little show of her semi-naked body.

"I... guess..."

"Then do it for me. Show me what you got! I’ll be rooting for you!" – I say as I playfully smack her plump ass for the first time. Alice flinches at the unexpected incentive, but instead of complaining, she just giggles to my delight.

"Okay, but… it’s not fair…"

"What isn’t, honey? You don’t have to worry about doing it perfect or anything, you just…"

"No, I mean you said we’d both be... but I’m the only one in my underwear..."

"You know what? You’re absolutely right. I’m soaked, these fancy clothes only made it worse."

"So? I’m super sweaty after all this workout, too..."

"I guess you’re right... but the difference is that I wanted you like that, Alice. I wanted you to know - and feel – that there is no way in this world that you would ever, ever, ever disgust me. I wanted to show you I’m not Jim and that I’ll always want you, no matter what! Sweaty, pimply, dirty, messy, it'll never matter."

Smiling from ear to ear, Alice couldn't hold her inner teenager back. – "That’s so sweet, Mr. Archer. I can't believe you did all this just to... but…" - She paused. - "If you really feel like that about me… shouldn’t I...?"

"Shouldn't you what?"

"Hmmm, like you said it yesterday… acceptance? Full acceptance and all that?"

"Yeah?"

"I mean... as your girlfriend now, I should accept you, too, right? Just like you do me."

"Absolutely. It's a two-way street." – Could I marry her right then and there? – "So are you saying that you do, too? Accept me, I mean."

"Yea, I think so..."

"You think so?"

"I know so. I do. Accept you."

"You sure? You seem a bit..."

"I do!"

"Hmm, alright, then, if you say so. Why don’t you finish your workout then come sit here with me and I’ll let you get me off these clothes yourself?"

"Ok! I was about to finish with the core workout then stretch when you knocked."

"Well, then don’t mind me!"

I go and sit on my precious futon once again as Alice lays on the ground, yelping as her skin touches the cold wooden floor. She stretches both legs and arms and rhythmically begins swinging them up and down in a truly impressive speed. The girl had stamina! She continues, mercilessly wiggling her tiny breasts with each swing. She was handling it well, but the heat was making her drip sweat all over my floor. Not that I minded. I watched as she finished working her core and spread her legs to begin stretching. Like a speeding train, I intervened. – "Alice, dear, do you have to stretch on the floor, too? It’s all dirty! Can’t you do it standing or using the walls or something?" - I knew a thing or two about stretching from running.

"Sure, yea!" – Getting up and placing her foot on my desk, she continues bending over, oblivious to my intentions. She was so flexible! Her legs were like rubber bands! Shapely, toned, sexy rubber bands… Alice continued boasting her beautiful body and using my desk as leverage while I marvelled at her beauty. And talent, too.

"All done! What did you think, Mr. Archer?!"

"That was amazing! I can’t believe how strong and flexible you are!"

"You really think so?! I’ve only practiced for a few years or so…"

"Seriously? Wow, you look like a veteran!" – Dirty-mindedly, I continued.