her bra is next

Wayne took a breath, and spoke slowly. "Abbie, would you remove your bra, please?"

"Glad to," said Abbie. She walked up to Wayne, looking up at his face. She took his strong hands, and placed them on her lower back. As he touched her, she blinked slowly, and then gazed back into his eyes. He began to rub her back up and down, feeling the soft and smooth shape of her lower back muscles.

As his hands rose, they met with the back strap of her bra. He slid his fingers underneath it, continuing contact with her back. He took a moment to unclasp the bra, letting the back straps open loose. Her back was fully exposed, and Wayne stroked it lightly, then a little more forcefully, and finally with the very edges of his fingernails. Abbie rolled her head forward, and sighed with pleasure.

Wayne allowed his hands to move upward to her shoulder straps. With one hand on each strap, he lowered them off her shoulders, pulling her bra free. He cast it aside, and looked back at her naked breasts.

She looked at him, and licked her lips. "Look good?"

Wayne nodded, speechless.

Abbie continued. "Does anyone know whose turn is next? I've lost track." She glanced around at the other men. Clark was touching his cock through his pants, trying to either encourage or disguise his erection. Nate was staring openly, and smiling.

"I'll take another turn," said Nate.