Upstairs, I left the guys in our bedroom and ducked into the master bath to change into my favorite teddy. It was black and lacy, and left little to the imagination—yeah, Pete had seen me naked before, many times, but Bryan hadn’t, and I suspected I was going to be his first woman in every way, so I wanted to leave a good impression. The teddy cupped my breasts, a thin wire frame lifting them prettily, and a sheer panel of black lace covered my tummy to flirt just above the dip in the tiny bikini bottoms. I spritzed on my favorite perfume, hitting all the erogenous zones, then fluffed my hair so it fell about my shoulders in a sexy, careless way. When I exited the bedroom, I expected to find the men already getting started.
Well, Bryan was in the mood, that much was obvious—he’d stripped
