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Chapter 9 by Turbulent Turbulent

Does Will get to see the goods?

Will sees it all in the morning

Will didn't know when he fell asleep, or when he woke up. He simply closed his eyes and suddenly it was light. He hadn't closed the curtains the night before, so sunlight flooded the bedroom, and the morning breeze tickled his arms. He sat up and looked over at Chloe, who was flat on her back, gently breathing, still asleep.

Still naked.

A devilish idea popped into Will's head and he considered it for about half a second. Robbed of his earlier victory, he was only taking what he was due. Oh, Chloe had taken off all her clothes, left them in a pile in his living room downstairs, but he'd not seen a glimpse of the goods. Will wondered if he'd been too nice the evening before. If their positions were swapped, Chloe would have surely demanded Will reveal his naked body to her, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Carefully, Will leaned over and listened to Chloe's breathing. She was obviously still asleep - not dreaming, her breathing slow and regular. The duvet came up to her neck, hiding everything below. One arm was up above her head, resting on the pillow, while another was straight by her side.

Ever so gently, Will reached across Chloe's body and took the corner of the duvet. He peeled it up and out, into the air and down towards the foot of the bed. Then, taking the middle of the duvet, Will slid it directly down, under Chloe's arm. Little by little the fabric travelled down, her arm on top, until there was nothing, and her arm lay on the bedsheet next to her body.

Will gathered up the rest of the duvet on his side of the bed and rolled it onto the floor. Only then did he appreciate his handiwork.

Chloe was naked, flat on her back on the bed, her bare chest rising and falling. Her tits were barely visible in this position, just small mounds on her chest, but her nipples were perfect, pink and round and ever so slightly hard sticking upright into the air. Will's eyes followed her toned midriff, with just the hint of abs, down to a short tuft of pubic hair.

Blonde like her head, Chloe had shaved it into a landing strip, and it was too well trimmed to hide her pussy. Her lips were just barely open, a glistening of wetness apparent. It was the sexiest thing Will had ever seen and he felt blood rush into his cock. He simply could not tear his eyes away from the angel laid out in front of him. Even Chloe's blonde hair ringed her head like a messy halo.

Does anything interrupt Will?

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