"Full... nudity?"

"Y-yeah." Mike laughed. "If you could just, uh, strip completely naked that would be fantastic."

"Okay, sure." she said.

Without even hesitating she grabbed the hem of her crop-top and lifted it over her head, revealing a black lacy bra underneath. She threw the top on the floor, then reached behind herself and began unfastening her bra. Mike crossed his legs to hide his erection as the straps lost tension; she brushed them off her shoulders like she was brushing away an insect, and suddenly her bra was on the floor too. His eyes were absolutely glued to her enormous, bare chest but just on his peripheral vision he could see her wrestling with the buttons on her jean-shorts. It caused her breasts to sway in the most hypnotic ways. She managed to get them undone, and Mike lowered his gaze just in time to see her pull her shorts and her matching black panties down to her knees with a single tug. She stepped out of them, knocking off her sandals at the same time, revealing her smoothly shaven crotch.

Now completely bare, she once again stood with her hands on her hips and her feet apart.

"Okay, so now what happens?" she asked a little breathlessly.

When Mike spoke, it felt like his voice was coming from a long, long distance away. He was fairly certain he was about to pass out. But he still managed to say "Could you turn around for me, please? Just need the full 360."

Nodding to herself, Jessie turned to reveal her perfectly toned ass. She turned back to face him.

"Is there anything else?" she asked.