<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio Table<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>,<del>White Tee</del>, Light Blue Denim Jeans, White Air Force Ones.<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Stripping<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All but also Miss Mantis<br/><hr/>Now topless with his muscular chest and define abs above his V cut exposed to everyone, and with Emma now bouncing on his lap a bit as she complained about the hands she kept getting dealt, Jonathan did feel a little exposed compared to everyone else. As comfortable as he was with his body, an attractive woman drooping herself over him in this scenario was a bit more arousing than he’d have liked at this current stage of the party. This wasn’t made any easier when Emma’s hands moved to the bottom of her black top and she began to pull the material upwards. The sight of what looked like soft tanned skin meant anyone watching Jonathan would see his eyes watching intently for more of the top to come off, but instead the material fell down covering her again.<br/><br/>She then announced her plan, telling everyone she needed help taking off her top. Thoughts of taking it off ran through his head quickly but were soon followed by thoughts of Rose or Diane taking if off for her. Then his mind started running away with itself of what could follow before Jonathan mentally stopped his mind taking it to far into some sort of Patio/Pool Orgy. When he snapped himself back to reality he realized Emma was doing Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Mo around the group to decide who should be the lucky one to help her. Jonathan wasn’t even sure if he wanted to win or not. The idea of taking her top of exciting, but he was starting to get in a certain type of mood and he was pretty confident what was under the top would be very enticing.<br/><br/>And there it was, he was it! Jonathan smirked, a slight chuckle shaking his body as he wondered if the humming was so she could fix it to point at him, but then decided she was a bit too tipsy to have figured that out so convincingly. The confused look on her face confirmed that in Jonathan’s mind as he shrugged his shoulders and got up to his feet. As she beckoned him over, he started to forget there were others around as he stepped up in front of her.<br/><br/><strong>“Tell me about it,”</strong>he said sarcastically with a smile showing his white teeth.<strong>“Unlike you, I won’t bite……….this time,”</strong>he added referring to the light mark on his neck as he took his hands and slide them slowly down the soft and smooth skin of Emma’s arms till they reached her wrists. Taking both in his hands he lifted her hands above her head before his hands ran down the length of her arms and to her sides, running over the black material down her sides, waist and then to her hips as he hooked the material with his fingers.<br/><br/><strong>“First your chair, now your personal clothing removal assistant, good thing I like you or this could be awkward,”</strong>he said teasing just a bit as he didn’t rush to pull the top up, instead just keeping their close proximity for a bit longer. And there the temptation was again, to lean forward, to kiss her, to feel those beautiful lips against his. He hadn’t noticed, his mind on other things, but his breathing was now matching hers as he started to pull the top up, slowly, inch by inch. He only had the top hooked with one finger on each hand at first, the others running over her soft skin as he lifted till they were just under her breasts. Looking into her eyes he hooked the top with the rest of his fingers, lifting it over her chest and then over her head, messing her hair up just a bit before it fell back down over her shoulders. Then with a quick motion he pulled the top off her arms, allowing her to lower them if she wanted now the top was off.<br/><br/><strong>“Here you go,”</strong>he said smile on his face to her as she handed her top to her.<strong>“If you ever need more assistance, I’m here to help.”</strong>It was a bit cheesy but he meant it. Taking her top off had been more fun than he thought it would be. Only issue was now he was picturing taking more off, just as slowly.<br/><br/>Brought back to reality but still standing close to Emma, Diane took of her shoes, joining  Rose in her no shoes necessary group. If memory served that meant none of the girls now had shoes on.<strong>“You girls are always so keen to get out of your footwear,”</strong>he said referencing the amount of times in his memory girls he knew would take off their shoes the first chance they get.<strong>“But good on you Diane,”</strong>he said as she joined Rose in shoe taking off comradery.<strong>“That’s the spirit!”.</strong>