Robert steps up

Almost without warning, Robert got to his feet. The bickering between Gina and Mike that had been quickly devolving fell to a hush.

All eyes were on the former soldier.

Robert’s hands came to the base of his grey t-shirt. He pulled it up over his head with little hesitation, and Robert’s upper body quickly showed why.

The Hispanic man was clearly well-built with the shirt on, but with it removed, the definition of his biceps and pectoral muscles were obviously even clearer. His stomach was flat, and showed a distinct six-pack.

I glanced around the room. Brian somehow looked even more nervous than when he arrived, his eyes falling to the floor.

Ryen had begun to lean forward a bit from her chair, positioned next to Robert’s, teeth chewing unconsciously on her bottom lip.

Robert stepped out of his brown, slip-on shoes, bare feet landing on the carpeted conference room floor.

The fingers of his large hands fell to his belt, undoing it with practiced ease. He unbuttoned the khaki shorts.

Then, for the first time, Robert hesitated. His expression looked almost sheepish for a moment as he looked around the room.

He unzipped his shorts, and, seemingly regaining steam, pulled them down and stepped out.

Beneath, he wore a pair of tight-fitting black athletic boxer briefs, which highlighted his impressive thighs and backside.

I became slightly worried that Ryen was going to fall out of her chair as she tried to lean subtly forward to see Robert from the front.

Danielle’s eyes had fallen to the front of Robert’s boxer briefs, where a bulge was apparent.

I stopped the timer, 10 seconds remaining, as Robert hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear. He pulled it slowly down his legs.

Beneath, Robert was flaccid, but his penis hung heavily between his legs, a thick vein apparent on the top side.

As the collective room exhaled, Robert busied himself folding his underwear. He then bent, backside facing a suddenly self-aware and blushing Ryen, to collect his remaining clothes.

Me: Okay, Robert, as the first one naked, how do you feel?

Robert: Uh… it’s pretty weird

Robert grins sheepishly. He hadn’t necessarily seemed to be blocking out the room while he was actually stripping, but now it seemed to have gotten a bit more real for him.

Me: I’ll say. You’re the only one naked in a room full of people.

That got a small, nervous laugh from the room.

Me: One more thing I’ll have you do before I let you get dressed again. I want you to go around the circle and spend a few seconds standing in front of each of your fellow participants.

Robert gave a nervous chuckle. And I heard a gasp, which I was sure came from Ryen.

Robert approached Gina first, standing about a foot in front of her. Despite her best efforts to remain stoic, I watched her eyes slowly fall down Robert’s impressive body.

Next came Brian, who, as best I could tell, still hadn’t looked up from the floor since Robert’s shirt had come off. Around the time Robert’s lower body moved into his field of vision, though, Brian’s eyes snapped upward, and he began to aggressively make eye contact with a ceiling tile.

Danielle was next. She gave a sheepish smile as Robert stepped in front of her.

Danielle: Hi.

That got another nervous laugh from the room, especially from Robert.

Danielle gave Robert’s body an appreciative once-over before he moved on to Mike.

Mike had clearly been disappointed that none of the women in the group had taken the offer. Unlike Brian, though, he did manage to keep his eyes on Robert.

Me: Is it more embarrassing to be in front of a guy or a girl? Especially since I assume you were naked in front of a lot of men in the military?

Robert: Believe it or not, this wasn’t a common occurrence in the military.

The room laughed even more this time.

Robert: But it’s really hard to say. I think it kind of varies from person to person, regardless of gender.

Robert moved on to Ryen. Her eyes moved up and down his body cautiously. As they fell to his waist, her mouth fell open, softly, almost subconsciously.

Me: Robert, could you turn all the way around please?

He did so, slowly turning in front of Ryen. Her eyes remained trained on his lower body, and her tongue ran across her bottom lip.

Me: Okay, thank you Robert. You can get dressed again, and we’ll move on to our next experiment.

Once Robert had returned to his seat, fully clothed, I retrieved the brown paper bag once more. I reached in and pulled the next card…