Take off her clothes

"Why don't you take off your clothes, show us your body?" Tyler asked. "I want John to see what a sexy woman you are."

"O-Okay." Brittany stood and, after some hesitation, reached down to grasp the ends of her sweater, starting to pull it up. John could tell that from her body language that she was still **** about this and, Notebook in hand, added the following: Brittany is an exhibitionist who loves showing off her body, especially when she's naked or near-naked.

Instantly Brittany's posture and movement changed, going from **** and somewhat stilted to smooth and deliberate as she pulled the sweater up and over her head, revealing a half-cup lace bra. As Brittany tossed her sweater aside, John got a good look at her toned, lithe figure and her flawless fair-toned skin. Tossing her hair so that it fell over one shoulder, Brittany gave John a coy look, running her hands up her body to cup at her bra-enclosed tits.

"What do you think, John?" she asked, her voice taking on a suggestive tone. "You like what you see?"

John nodded, his cock starting to harden in his pants. "You've got a really nice body, Brittany. You must love showing it off."

"I do, yeah," Brittany replied, giving him a flirtatious smile. "I won't lie; I do like it when guys look at me, especially when I'm on the beach in a bikini or on set doing a scene in something skimpy or revealing. It feels...I don't know..." She paused for a moment. "...really good, knowing that they like looking at my body, maybe getting turned on by me." Brittany looked over at her husband, who was watching his wife feel herself up. "How's this, Tyler? Is this what you want?"

"It sure is, baby." Tyler had a grin on his face, and John could see that he was feeling himself through the denim fabric of his jeans. "Take the rest of it off, show us your bottom half now."

"Sure," Brittany replied with a saucy wink as she turned away from both men briefly, kicking off her shoes, her hands already undoing the buttons of her jeans before she started sliding them down her legs. John was pleased to see that she was wearing a tiny pair of panties that were fringed with lace, and as she bent over to lower her jeans to the floor, he saw her flimsy-looking underwear clinging to her firm, round ass. Giving John an aside look, Brittany gave her hips a little wiggle, shaking her butt at him as she stepped out of her jeans, pushing them aside with her bare foot.

Now wearing only her bra and panties, Brittany stood in front of both men, her body arched just slightly to emphasize her curves. Her skin was slightly pink, indicating her budding arousal. Giving her husband and John a smoky look, Brittany asked, "What's next?"