"34-34-36?  Can I get you to squeeze one more letter into the first number?"  Simon asked innocently, his mind plotting something a few steps ahead.  When April asked her question Simon made a little moue putting his finger to his lips as if to indicate that they were sealed,  "A good boy has to keep a few secrets. If you're good later...but first..."<br/><br/>Simon pushed the his rolling chair off screen before returning.  Fe readjusted the camera so it would be able to shoot a longer view of his entire body.  Once satisfied that he was properly centered in front of the camera lens, he fired up Youtube and did a quick search before choosing one piece. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1AK0jwHApQ#)  Simon set the volume up high enough that it would come through loud and clear without deafening April on the other side.  Then he turned on the piece and turned to face away from the camera.<br/><br/>Snapping his fingers in time with the music, Simon then started to sway his hips in time the music transitioning into gliding to the left and then to the right and then back again.  He then put his hands on the small of his back and slowly slid them down, gliding down and over his pants until he reached his buttocks where he pauses for a moment to grip them and fondle them while still swaying slowly.  Simon then spins around, his hands travelling around to the front, fingers still spread out.  He gives April an come-hither look while beckoning with a finger before he proceeds to rub his chest first in a singular broad circular stroke while rolling his hips causing his torso gyrate in a slow and sinuous motion.  Simon then starts rubbing his abs one at a time, devoting special attention to each one.  When he finished with the last one, he started playing with his own breasts, caressing them then pinching and rolling his own nipples, smiling suggestively as if he was in front of April and playing with hers instead.<br/><br/>Simon moved on to his biceps, making a polishing gesture on  them as he flexed them before sealing each bulging muscle with a kiss.  He wrapped his fingers together to make a solitary fist and lifted his hands above his head and started sinously gyrating like a single thick cable made out of skin and muscle and revolving showing off his muscles as they moved under his skin.  Making one complete revolution and returning to the front he started performing a slow belly dance, his body flowing like a wave of beefcake up towards his head and then down back to his legs as his arms started moving up and down like a single wave but slowly descended until they reached the top of his sweatpants and his thumbs hooked on he gave it a quick pull and release letting it snap back with an audible crack against his abdomen.  Simon shook his head and smiled as if unwilling to go further although his hands had other ideas as they slipped into his pants and caused his pants to bulge out from the sides.  He then proceeded to do a slow shimmy as he crouched slowly to the ground and then started to rise again with a shimmying motion.  As he rose, his pants started to slip off, first revealing an thin black band of elastic and then the first hint of cloth.<br/><br/>Simon began to revolve in place again while swinging his hips causing the pants to slip further and further down revealing tight black briefs that left very little to imagination.  He stepped out of the pants and kicked them aside, his hands now sliding up and down the entirety of his body as he revolved and when his back was turned to April, Simon would bend over and give his butt an sharp spank on his right and then his left.  Simon sensously rubbed his buttocks and revolved around slowly to rub his hips and then his groin with tender care and slowly but surely his briefs began to tent slightly but then he ceased returning to rubbing himself all over with a grin.  As the music came to an end of what seemed like an eternity later, Simon gripped an invisble fedora over his head and moonwalked stage left.  About a few seconds later, there was sound of his chair rolling on the ground and Simon returned to the front of the screen in rolling in the chair.<br/><br/>He gave a short bow, "Was that up to snuff?"<br/><br/>"Emma's dream got increasingly steamy and then she woke up.  But something was off aside from waking up in a bed not her own.  The pleasure she had felt in her dreams had not abated when she had woke up, but rather it still persisted.  Looking over to her right, she saw Valter leaning on his right hand ensconced in the same comforter and smiling at her.  "Good morning, how are you feeling today?"  Emma felt the insistent probe of something into her maidenhood and gently tickling her there.  Valter just quirked an eyebrow at her when she looked back at him, the same enigmatic smile on his lips..."<br/><br/>Simon sat back in his chair resting from his momentary exercise and smiled at April, "Like I said earlier, if you wanted something additional in my dance, there's going to be a little added cost that needs to be paid."