Chapter Three

                                    

                                          
Carter 
I lean back in my chair, watching Blair closely as she takes a moment to gather herself as she gets redressed. I have to admit I really wasn't expecting her to strip out of her clothes right here in front of me, yet I'm rather impressed. 
There was evident hesitation but she clearly has no issue stepping out of her comfort zone which is good and needed. Especially with the four of us. 
Once she's dressed she sits herself back down and I give her another moment to collect her thoughts. The tension that had filled the room transforming into something more palpable and constructive. I can see the gears turning in her head and it's a sense of relief that she's able to think critically about this. 
I've lost count of the amount of times we've done this where women have jumped in feet first and come to quickly regret their decision. 
I'm under no illusion that what we're asking for is intense. Many of the women have experienced this on a smaller scale, maybe one or two partners but none of them have had to navigate four before and that's where the real challenge comes in. 
We all have different desires, kinks and personalities that Blair is going to have to attempt to navigate whilst also maintaining her own identity. It's crucial for her to know that her boundaries are as important as our own desires. 
I glance at the highlighted list in my hands, a tool I had carefully curated to incorporate all of our desires, a few extras on there to really so how far she'd be willing to push herself. Each item on the list is a conversation starter, a way to delve into the intricacies of what everyone is willing to explore.
We're not naive, we're fully aware that this is a whole new world for her and our goal isn't to pressure her into submission. It's to foster a partnership that's built on trust and open communication. 
"Let's start with the basics," I suggest, my tone relaxed. "We can go through this list together. I want to know what resonates with you and what feels like a hard no. Remember, this is a dialogue, your feelings are paramount"
She nods, her posture shifting slightly as she leans forward, that initial defensiveness giving way to curiosity. A small yet significant change. 
"Okay let's start with Nudity," I begin, a smile threatening to tug at my lips as I try to stop myself from picturing her plump body completely bare in front of me again. 
There's no denying the woman in front of me is beautiful, we'd all thought that much as soon as we saw the picture of her. But in truth the picture did nothing to fully portray how beautiful she really is. 
Her hair, a rich Chesnut brown cascades in soft waves that frame her face perfectly. The natural tone of it giving her hair a sun-kissed sort of glow. Her eyes are without a doubt striking, the deep expressive hazel of them that shifts in the light, sometimes appearing more green or brown. 
Her skin is soft and fair, with a slight rosy undertone that gives her a healthy glow. There are a few freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks, adding a somewhat playful touch to her overall appearance. 
But it's her curvy figure that sets it all off, her fitted jeans and top that currently embrace each and every curve she's displaying. The moment those clothes came off it took everything I had in me not to bend her over and fuck her right here on my desk. 
I take a deep breath, grounding myself. "I think we've established you're somewhat comfortable with it. What are your thoughts?" 
A slight smile tugs at her lips as her eyes meet mine. "I have no problem with the nudity," she admits but then her eyes drop down showing a hint of hesitation. "But I've also never been publicly naked, I don't know how I feel about that" she then admits.