Beth loved something as simple as watching fuss about what to do with his clothes, giggling as he joined her on the table for a moment to relieve himself of his pants. She let her eyes slide over his now mostly naked body, making no secret that she appreciated the sight, and squirmed as he teased the bodice of her dress down. Even as confident as she was about her looks, there was always that first moment when someone saw you naked when you worried they might not like something they see or find you less than they had imagined somehow and she lay still for a moment, teeth sawing at her lip, and looked for anything in his face that might be disappointed. Her creamy breasts jiggled free of the dress, the movement natural, her areola hardened to rosy tips. After a moment she smiled and slid her hand up his torso to tweak the tooth on the chain.<br/><br/>Sean was so much fun. he made everything seem lighter and brighter, nothing like the black hole that had been her husband. Sometimes intensity could turn to brooding and become drudgery and her ex seemed always to race right for that line and cross it. It hadn't occurred to her to complain at the time, but now, in retrospect, she could see that sometimes there had to be a little joy too. He was sexy to look at, yes, but his sense of fun is what drew her like a moth to the flame. her hands came to rest on his thighs and she was beginning to feel very warm where he was straddling her.<br/><br/>"You seem to have me at a disadvantage if you judge things by appearances," she commented dryly, her eyes coming to rest where his stiffening cock was pressing against her skin. "But I think I might still have a little negotiating power left."<br/>