Being undressed

I was trying on a cute top and a pair of not sexy but comfy shoes and began to wonder if my friend would like the outfit. He walked in as I admired the color contrast of my tight jeans and red top that matched my nails. I imagined him pulling my hands up over my head with one hand and undoing my jeans with the other. I struggled. He got them open. I crossed my legs, he got the jeans over my hip and realized I wasn't wearing underwear. My fantasy had gone too far for the camera. This time.