"Remove." So far, that was the only word he had said to her since she had followed him upstairs. He had sat down and was now watching as she took off her clothes one piece at a time as directed by his word and gesture. She did as she was told, removing the tank top, pulling it over her head, letting it drop to the ground to join her outer shirt already on the floor.
"Remove," he said, this time gesturing to her skirt. She unbuttoned it and slid it over her hips till it fell around her ankles. She stepped out of it lightly, standing before him wearing her sheer baby pink panties and bra, her heels discarded downstairs. He motioned with his hand for her to come closer.
As she approached where he was sitting, he again said, "Remove," pointing to her bra. She immediately reached behind and unclasped it, pulling her arms out of the straps. It remained on her momentarily, held in place by the shape of her ample breasts before it too fell away. He stood and closed the small, still remaining gap between them.
His eyes danced as he looked at her and a smile played at the corners of his mouth as he placed his hands on her hips and said, "Remove," one last time, putting his thumbs under the fabric and pushing down, leaving her nude as her panties joined the rest of her clothing in a small pile on the floor. She held her hands in front of her curvy form, creating an abundance of cleavage as she shyly hid her shaved sex, looking up at him from under her eyelashes.
He wrapped one of his arms around her naked figure, using his other hand to first pull her hands away from in front of her then pulling her close, tilting her chin up towards his face. He kissed her, stealing her breath and then shifted his hands down to her nipples, twisting them gently between his index finger and thumb. She pressed closer against him, wrapping a bare leg behind his, rubbing her fingertips along his back under his shirt, the cloth soft against her skin. He moved his hands over her curves tracing the lines of her body till he reached her ass, which he grabbed and squeezed before bringing one hand back and gave her a swift hard spank. She gasped at the suddenness, pulling away from his kiss, but there was a smile on her face. He did the same with his other hand, spanking her other ass cheek. She gasped again, but moved into him, giving him a better angle. He gave her two more resounding slaps as she moved her own hands to the front and began unbuttoning his shirt. He stopped her, holding her wrists, "No. Not yet." She obeyed and let him lead her to the couch, sitting her near the middle with her face in a slight pout, saying nothing else.
Seeing her confused and pouting face, he sat down beside her and said, "What was it you said last time you were here?"