Chapter 12: In Which I Am Unwrapped!

The young guy said “MD is asking if we may begin?”

Knowing that Leo was nearby had given me a big injection of confidence so I looked at him and nodded with a smile.

I was wearing a white, clingy, silky dress with big white buttons and I reached up to undo it but MD reached up to stop me. He said something.

“Young Guy” grinned and said “He said he loves to unwrap gifts and would like to do that!”

I turned straight on and laughed “All yours MD”

He grinned and started with the top button. Nimbly but unhurriedly he worked down the dress until he had released them all. He opened the dress to expose the front of my body to his gaze but held the two sides towards him shielding the view from the others. There was a clamour of good natured complaint if my knowledge of oriental languages can be believed. He had a huge grin and was giving what I suspect was a brief commentary on what he could see. There was a round of what sounded like “Off! Off! Off! Off!” in oriental.

“Young Guy” was standing nearer than the others and cheekily leaned over MD’s arm and did a slow take down and then back up my body. He burst out in an excited chatter and the other men laughed.,

My oriental languages must be improving as MD said what sounded like “Gercha you young pup!” and “Young Guy” stepped back eyes shining and grinning widely. MD slowly lowered his arms and when my arms were clear; he lifted my dress away then carefully folded it and handed it to “Young Guy”

Most of the men could only see my back but there were appreciative whistles nonetheless. MD ran his hands over my breasts and said something, I looked at “Young Guy” who said “Perfection!” and I think he may have blushed.

MD placed his hands on my hips and with a little pressure there, I turned to face the others who began a rowdy which whooping which carries a universal message. MD reached around my body and the men in front of me began a mock-groaning with much stroking and clutching of crotches. I tried to maintain an expression of languorous sensuousness which was not difficult as my senses began to exercise their own demands to the stimulations I was receiving mentally and physically.

MD’s hands went to my back and I heard the faint “ click” as he released the clasp to my bra. Holding the bra, his hands slid around my body until he cupped my hard tipped breasts and then released the bra to be picked up with “Young Guy”. His hands glided over my breasts and then slowly released them to reveal my breasts to the gaze of the others and a host of “aaahs!” and almost inevitably sexual comments.

MD dropped his hands to my hips again and turned me towards him.

He looked into my eyes and what I saw there did not belong in the eyes of a man a hundred years old. It was hunger! I made a sexy moue and blew a kiss, Someone a hundred years old should have clutched their heart and sank to the floor, He made a moue back, blew a kiss back and stuck his tongue out and made a licking action, I nearly clutched my heart and sank to the floor.