Owing Liz a meaningful discussion on her favorite subject, I relented. "Sure, why not? Let's go out for a long lunch today—my treat." You're my treat. I'll stop by your desk later."She grinned, rubbed my neck a final time, and walked back to the copier to finish her work.* * * * * * *The remainder of the morning passed quietly and productively. Liz bounced by my desk at five minutes before noon."Ready?" she asked."I'll drive," I said, clearing my head. "I made reservations at La Poca Italia. Paul reserved your favorite table out back." You read my mind. Order for me today? I get aroused when you surprise me," she whispered."Yes, another hot button of yours." Let's go. I'm ravenous!" she bobbed.I grabbed my jacket and umbrella, and we left the morning behind.But the drive across town in a quiet car to our favorite, family-owned, Italian restaurant, on a rainy afternoon, did little to elevate my hidden, glum mood. Ego and id were not invited but tagged along anyway—to fight. Bastards! I. He stood up. “Remove your clothes so we can see you naked”.“You what”! Did I hear him right? I must admit I was suddenly feeling a bit horny.“Take off your clothes or she’ll do it for you”, he gestured at my top. “Strip”.I looked across to the woman as my hands moved to my blouse. She just sat there watching me. I unbuttoned the blouse and took it off. Glancing down, I noticed my nipples were visible through my bra. I looked back at the man, feeling myself blush.“Jeans off”, he ordered.I unbuttoned them, pulled down the zip and worked them down my waist. I kicked my trainers off as I pulled my jeans off my legs. I was in my underwear now in front of them. I was aware that they could see the stretch marks on my belly, the way my fat protruded over the elastic of my panties and the dimples on my arse cheeks but I felt no shame now. The woman stood up and approached me. She cupped one of my breasts and pinched my nipple, working it erect. I couldn’t help but gasp. I felt.
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