Strip

"Well, the first thing we should do is have you take off those clothes, Bridget. They are not really suited for doing a workout routine.", Said Ethan.

I pause, considering why they wanted me to strip off all of my clothes before beginning, but decide not to worry about it. I'm too turned on by the idea of being trained by two men. Being naked while doing it just made it hotter

I pulled off my tank top over my tits, causing them to jiggle in clear view. I pulled it over my head, by my hair, and off. I could feel they were staring right at my bust, which I find amusing and enticing. I let them stare, before bending over far at the waist, ascending my amble bosom, exposed to the world. I didn't need to bend over so, but I was having too much fun.

I pulled my skirt down from the front alone, causing my skirt in the back to stretch tighter. It clung to my ass fighting, before shooting straight down over my ass cheeks, forcing them to jiggle wildly once they were free of the restraint of my skirt. I started bending further over at the waist, rather than bending my legs, as I pulled my skirt down my legs. I continued bending at the waist until my skirt reached my ankles, and then stepped out of my skirt. My ass was hanging out for all to see, shaking slightly from side to side as I moved. I decided to embrace the moment, and shake and wiggle my rear side to side. I felt dirty doing it and loved the sensation.

I heard giggles from the two, so I knew I had a captive audience. I wiggled my ass cheeks several more times while I slowly stood back up. I stepped out of my heels casually, enjoying the excitement it brought them. I was now completely naked, locked in a private exercise room, with two strange men. And it was turning me on, it was so enticing.

I passed Pete my clothing, along with my purse. He placed them on a bench behind him, on the far side of the room. I stood there, patiently waiting for what they wanted me to do next. I'm totally submitting to their will and loving it