Divine Intervention: One Shots

Strip Tease

We had just gotten home from dinner and settled in for the night. I threw in a load of laundry and told Avi that I was going to hop in the shower. I thought I heard him moving around the bedroom while I was in the bathroom, but I really didn’t think anything of it. I opened the bathroom door and saw one of the dining room chairs in the bedroom. Avi was standing next to it wearing snap up athletic pants and a tight tank top and his hair was in a loose ponytail. He motioned for me to come sit down. 

“What is this?” I asked giggling. 

“Just something I want to try out. Please sit down," he asked, indicating the chair. 

I sat down and crossed my legs. 

“Thank you.” He said with a smile. 

He walked over to the dresser and placed his phone on the docking station and swiped a few screens. Once he was satisfied, he stood about five feet in front of me with his back to me. He reached up and pulled the hair tie out of his hair and shook it out. Music started playing from the docking station. It was Cologne by Clean Bandit. I vaguely remembered that he once was asked during an interview what his stripper song would be, and this song was the
answer. 

As the music started he turned to face me. He grabbed the tank top by the neck and tore it down the front and pulled it away from his body. He danced towards me and did a few body rolls as if I was a chair girl. Then he grabbed the front of his pants and ripped them away revealing very tight, very green Speedo with dragons on them. He straddled my lap and did some grinding moves on me. I’m not going to lie, if I had some cash, I would have put it in the
Speedo. I reached out to hold him in place and he wagged his finger at me. 

“You can look, but you can’t touch.” 

He climbed off of my lap and pulled me off of the chair and spun us around so that he was sitting in the chair and he pulled me into his lap and did some more body rolls up into me. It was pretty hot. The song ended and he was laughing, breathing heavy and he was kind of sweaty. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“What brought this on?” 

“I saw you watching Magic Mike last week and I wanted to give you a show. Now I’m about to ruin that shower you just took.” He picked me up and carried to me the bed.