Chapter 5 of What She Says is up on Literotica. It picks up the story from some time after chapter 4 and the (very) hot finale in the park and begins a new story line set in Sweden and taking our young fellow even further out of his comfort zone.

I laugh. “Well, you can wait down there until I’m ready if you like. I might be a while. But I’m not letting you in if I’m wearing less than you. You know our rules.” I say the last with a wink.

“Our rules? I’d like to see you following rules,” you joke.

“Not rules for me, silly. For you.” You roll your eyes. “You agreed to be naked all the time, remember?”

“I agreed no such thing!”

“Well… you almost did. You would have done, but you were away with it at the time.” That might actually be true. “And anyway, there’s no way I’m going to be the one wearing the least in this relationship, and as I’m wrapped in only a towel you know what that means.”

You sigh but, admit it, you knew what was going to happen, it was just a question of when.

“So come on then!” I prompt, as if I really am expecting you to follow my instructions rather than just hoping you will.

You pull off first one and then the other sock and tuck them into your boots.

“Shirt next,” I helpfully suggest. I’m really quite happy that you’ve worn the short-sleeved one I bought you, and even happier that you start unbuttoning it unquestioningly. You slide it off your arms and go to toss it onto your coat.

“No. Chuck it up here,” I instruct. You give it a throw and it drifts up towards me. I catch it and hold it to my chest. It’s nice to see that bare torso again too.

“Trousers too,” I say.

Wordlessly you unfasten your belt buckle and the top button of your jeans. I watch as you slide the zip down and then, leaning on the fence for balance, you pull the jeans off your right leg and then your left. You look up at me and toss the jeans towards me without being asked. I catch them and drop them on the balcony next to me.

“You know, I’m disappointed that you felt the need for those,” I say, indicating your briefs. The sense of entitlement I have to your body makes your head spin; how did it get to this point so quickly? Neither of us knows the answer to that.

You can read the whole of What She Says from chapter one on Literotica, or just read chapter five if you don’t need a refresher of the story so far. And if you like it, then I’d appreciate it if you could give it a vote using the stars at the end of the story. You don’t have to be logged in and it only takes a single click.

And if you like the story, you can find more of the same in my latest CFNM novel: The Undergraduate.