Author's Note:

Just a warning: there will be a few speed-bumps in this chapter. I apologize in advance for the buzzkill that will be occurring

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Of course, as soon as I got inside, Randall had a million and one things for me to do. I texted a quick message to Rose to let her know it'd be a while before I was done and got straight to work.

An hour later, I was finally on the stairs to my room. I pulled out my cell phone and began to text. I knew it would take a while to type it all in. My family has always been on a budget and Randall was too cheap to get me my own phone on his plan, so it is a cheap bare-bones 12-key flip phone. I have to keep hitting a number multiple times to get the right letters to come out.

By the time I pressed send, I was already entering my room, but - as always, during the summer when the window was open - I had left the room light off.

Rose had pretty much instantly called me. I answered and she said, "When you get to your room, lock your door and look out your window, Comrade. Quick, before I lose my nerve."

I flipped on the light and clicked the lock on the door, then looked out the window. Rose was standing in the middle of her room with her hair up in a silky-looking bathrobe with her door closed, smiling at me.

"I've been thinking about doing this for a while now and have had it all planned out for a week or so. I debated whether I was going to do this, though," Rose said, "Especially after last night. But with what happened in the car, I think we're ready."

"Ready? Ready for what, exactly?" I asked.

"For what I'm going to show you. You'll see. Does your cell phone have a speaker?" Rose asked me.

"Yes," I verbalized as I nodded at her.

"Is your dad going to hear if you put your phone on speaker?"

I looked around. Last time I had seen him, Randall was in the living room downstairs, getting drunk off of his ass and watching a basketball game. If I knew my father like I did, he would probably fall asleep watching the game. As long as the television was on and my door was closed, the sound wouldn't carry too much.

"No, it should be fine. He's downstairs," I told her.

"Okay," she said, putting her own phone on speaker and setting it on the nightstand, "So put me on speaker and put the phone down, Comrade. And get comfortable."

I pressed the speaker button and put the phone near my bed, then laid back, using my arms to prop up my head so I could see her. I wasn't sure what Roza had in store, but I had a feeling I was going to like it. "Now what did you have to show me?" I asked her. My accent felt thicker than usual as I watched Roza with Rapt attention.

"One second," she said. I saw her flick through a few things on her phone screen and then some music started to play and Roza moved her hips almost hypnotically to the rhythm.

"What's this song?" I asked.

Roza gave me that same killer smile that made my dick instantly turn to granite. "It's called 'Naughty Girl'. It's by Beyoncé. Do you like it?"

As I continued to watch the circular sway of her hips in time to the music, I told Roza, "It's growing on me quickly."

Roza pulled loose the tie on her robe and the bow loosened to a single knot, then she spun so that her back was to me and pulled the knot free. All while still swaying those luscious curvaceous hips.

I swallowed thickly. "Roza ... Is this ... Is this a ... strip tease?" I asked. Please, on all that is holy, let this be a strip tease! Please!

She turned her head, looking me in the eye over her shoulder, still giving me that smoldering man-eating smile, but I could almost see a hint of nervousness behind it, and said, "It might be. Do you want it to be?" All the while, her beautiful hips continued to sway and she looked me in the eye with those exotic brown eyes. I almost couldn't decide between looking into her eyes or her hips.

I fought myself internally. I couldn't decide how much I should let her know just how much she was affecting me. Roza dropped the robe off of one shoulder, showing me that there was nothing covering her shoulder except her silky tanned skin, then swung around to face me again, holding the robe closed with her hands.

Once she turned to face me again, I could see just the smallest hint of red lace poking out between her breasts at the top of the neckline and it reminded me of something I'd seen in her drawer when I was carrying her lingerie drawer up to her room. A bright red strapless lace see-through corset with garter straps at the bottom. My manhood was so hard that it ached. I was starting to get turned on just imagining her wearing it when I saw it the first time and now she might actually be wearing it.

For me.

"Well? Do you?" she asked, smirking at me.

"Do I what?" I asked her.

"Do you want it to be a strip tease?" she asked again, looking into my eyes.

I hadn't even realized I'd forgotten to answer her question. Even if I said 'no' at this point, Roza would know how much of an impact she had on me. I nodded my head slowly.

I almost felt like my tongue was hanging out of my mouth. In my head, drool was dripping down my chin and my eyes were bugging out of my face all oddly heart-shaped while I was making uncontrolled wolf-whistles and repeatedly smashing my fist into the mattress below me.

"That's all I needed to hear, Comrade," Roza told me, lowering the robe off of the other shoulder.

Rose turned her back to me again and then opened one side of the robe with her arm. "Do you want me to take this robe off, Comrade?" she asked.

I was trying to maintain my last shreds of self-control and dignity, but they were only hanging on by a thread. "Yes. Please." I wanted to just tell her outright to take everything off, but I couldn't.

She opened the other side of the robe, holding it completely open and off her shoulders with her back still to me. I could still make out the sensual sway of her hips as they pushed against the robe on each revolution. My pants were feeling incredibly tight, right around the front.

Roza turned back, pulling the robe closed again as she turned, then let her leg slide out through the opening of the robe. She was wearing stockings again with a sexy red garter sticking out. "Roza," I told her, almost moaning her name, "You're so beautiful. You're driving me crazy already."

"Comrade, it's just you and me here. How about a little quid pro quo here? Could I get you to take off your shirt?"

I didn't hesitate. Not even for a second. I quickly sat up, grabbed my tank by the back of the neckline, and yanked it off of me, throwing it into the clothes hamper across the room, only breaking eye contact with her for a few seconds.

Rose smiled at me, saying, "That's better already. Don't you think so?"

I could only nod. Roza pulled the fastener out of her hair with one hand and let it softly fall around her shoulders, then rotated her hips around doing a sexy little drop so that the rounded curve of her toned ass was pointed straight at me. As she slowly eased her way back up, the robe fell to her elbows, revealing the exact lace corset I had been imagining.

As Roza circled around again, I saw that her robe still covered her from the waist down, but the view of her full, round breasts poking through the lacy fabric was enough to make my cock jerk inside my pants and for me to let out a groan.

"Hmm, see something you like, Comrade?" Rose asked me for the second time as I was staring at her body again, still swaying her hips to the music and tugging teasingly on the robe.

"Lots," was all I could manage to reply, utterly unable to say anything more as I watched the roll of her hips and what the swaying of her shoulders was doing to her amazing breasts.

"I think it might be your turn again," Rose told me, as she trailed one of her hands across the fullness of her breasts and over her clearly-visible nipples.

"You want me to take my shorts off, Roza?" I asked. I could slightly hide my erection while laying down on the bed with my shorts on like this. If I took my shorts off, Rose would have no doubts that I was already completely erect.

"To start with," she told me, making my shaft jerk again. Now, she definitely knew, which was only confirmed by her next statement. "Ah, Dimitri, it looks like someone's already ready for more. Can you show me?"

I unfastened the button on my shorts and edged the zipper down, still watching Roza instead of what I was doing.

Suddenly, even though it definitely wasn't unzipped, the zipper wouldn't move. I looked down and frowned to see that I had wedged the zipper in my boxer briefs.

"Is it stuck?" Rose asked me.

"Yes," I told her, "Damnit."

"Can you un-stick it?" she asked.

"I don't know. It might take some time."

"Well ... do you think you could still get them off?" she asked.

I tried to tug my shorts down and my briefs began to slide down with them, but they definitely wouldn't go over the fullest part of my erection. I shook my head and Rose paused the music.

"Do you want me to give you a minute?" she asked.

"I guess."

Rose unceremoniously sat on the bed, pulling the robe closed tightly between her legs. "I guess I'll wait, then," she said, giving me a little smile.

I tugged hard on the zipper and it wouldn't budge. I pulled at a different angle and it didn't seem to go that way, either. I gave my boxers a gentle tug and the fabric seemed to give slightly, but it was still not out. I pulled harder and gasped, my eyes going wide, when I heard the fabric of my briefs ripping, and instantly stopped pulling.

"Did they just rip?" Rose asked.

I was red-faced as I nodded.

"Maybe since they're already ripped, you should just cut them?" Rose asked, "Do you have any scissors?"

I pulled the scissors off the desk and turned away from the window for better light, gripping the scissors in one hand and placing the other carefully on the fabric of my boxer briefs, so that I wouldn't cut my shorts or myself. After cutting them free of my body, I wedged the shorts off of my legs, throwing them in the laundry basket to deal with later, and sat back on the bed - with a hole in the front of my underwear.

Rose grinned at me and started the music back up. "My turn," she said, letting the robe drop and tossing it to the bed behind her. She stood there - really, danced there - in a very revealing, sheer lace corset and panties with stockings.

As Roza began to dance again, my hardened member was practically lurching towards her. She ran her hands over the fullest parts of each of her breasts and then asked me, "Do you want to know a secret?"

I nodded at her. Roza grinned - that grin, the man-eating one again - and said, "The lace on the cups opens up." With a flick of her wrists, Roza unfastened each of the two cups, letting her voluptuous breasts pour out. I let out a pained groan. It was all I could do to not try to scale across from my window to hers.

Before I could say or do anything else, Roza did that dance move that always made me crazy. The slut drop. That move where a woman drops to a squatting position as close to the ground as she can, with her legs spread wide. I stared in awe at the space between her taut thighs as she began to shimmy her way back into her full height. Without even meaning to, I let my hand trail over and push against my hardened length, desperate for any friction I could get.

Roza moaned and I noticed that her eyes were focused on my briefs. "Dimitri, do you ever touch yourself? Stroke that big, hard shaft of yours?"

I raised an eyebrow and looked at her like she just asked me if the sky was blue. I am a red-blooded man who enjoys orgasms as much as the next person. Of course.

"Do you ever stroke yourself when you think of me?" She asked.

I thought about raising my eyebrow again, but I knew that after what happened with Twister, I couldn't afford to let Roza think I wasn't attracted to her. "Da," came my only answer. Yes.

"Would you like to touch yourself now?" she asked, "Maybe you could take those off for me and show me how you like to be touched?" I hesitated, unsure what she would think of seeing me crudely jerking off in front of her, until she added, "I really want to see you do it. If you show me how you please yourself, I could probably show you how I do."

With that prompting, I slid my hands into the waistband of my underwear and slid them down over my hardened length, leaving myself bare in front of the goddess in lingerie standing in the window before me, and tossed them into the trash, then laid back with my fist wrapped around my aching manhood, staring at the enchanting motion of Roza's swaying hips and the subtle bounce of her breasts. "What about some quid pro quo now?" I asked Roza, motioning to her panties with my free hand.

"I suppose I asked for that," Roza said as she continued swaying her hips before me, "Didn't I?"

My hand began slowly stroking up and down on my shaft as if it had a mind of its own. I saw Roza's eyes glued to the motion with rapt focus. The song ended and a new song began, this one I recognized. "Slave 4 U?" I asked, "Are you offering to be my slave?"

Roza chuckled. "Maybe," she replied.

As I laid before her with my member in hand, I felt a new boldness I didn't have before. I knew that Roza wanted me and was safe to see how far I could let this go. "You can start by taking off those panties," I told her.

Roza began shimmying out of her panties as she danced. Once they were fully off, she threw them at her own clothes hamper and said, "I hadn't really figured out what I'd do once I got this far. Did you want me to take the rest off?"

I considered it for a moment as I watched her continue to dance, her exposed breasts swaying. She'd already removed the coverings from all of the parts of her body I had wanted to see most and offered them on display for me. I'd catch a glimpse of her folds - which were again glistening as though they were wet - at certain angles of her hips and it would make me lose all train of though. "Nyet," I told her, shaking my head slightly, "I mean, no."

"What would you like me to do now, then?" she asked, "At this point, I could just keep dancing for you."

"You said something about showing me how you touch yourself." It was a statement, but I made it sound like a question. I wanted so badly to see her in the throes of passion, even if I wanted even more to be the one to give her that pleasure myself.

"I think I should introduce you to someone first," she said.

At her words, she flipped off the music again turned. I didn't like the sounds of introducing me to someone in this position, with the two of us like this. I stopped my stroking and prepared to grab the pillow from behind me - the only thing I could think of to cover myself.

Rose reached into her dresser, into that drawer, and pulled out ... her sex toy?

"This," Roza told me, "is Dildo Shaggins. The only man who was able to give me an orgasm before you came along."

I raised an eyebrow at that.

Rose laughed. "There goes that damn eyebrow again. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were intrigued. I'd also say you looked a little surprised. Did you not think I'm the kind of girl who has a sex toy or two at her disposal?"

I blushed. "I actually might have caught a glimpse of - ahem - 'Mr. Shaggins' when I was helping you move in, but I didn't think I'd be seeing 'him' again anytime soon. And I'm grateful that introducing me to another person wasn't what you had in mind there."

Rose laughed and asked me, "I realize he's not as big as you are, but I get a lot of use out of him. Did you want to see how I use him?"

I placed my hand back on my shaft and gripped tighter. "I believe this," I tipped my hardness in her direction, giving a single but meaningful stroke, "was conditional upon that happening."

Roza laid down, positioning herself so that I could see the apex of her thighs through the window and began running one hands over her exposed nipples as the other positioned her toy at her opening. I heard a soft buzzing as Roza twisted the handle and she placed it against her little nub.

Just as she began moving the toy in little circles along her nub, Rose's door began to open. Adrenaline pumped through me as I heard Lissa's voice saying, "Rose, I just wanted to ask you to turn down the tacky stripper music. I'm sorry to bot-" and then saw a very wide-eyed Lissa standing in the doorway staring at both of us. I quickly grabbed the pillow to cover my erection and Rose threw the robe across her chest, covering her breasts and bikini region, but not before Lissa got a good eyeful of both of us. "Oh god, Rose I'm so sorry! I didn't know!"

A second later, Christian walked in to Roza's room, saying, "Liss, what's taking so - wow!" as he took in the sight before him.

"For God's sake, Liss," Rose said, "Haven't you - both - ever heard of knocking?"

Lissa looked pissed and said, "And haven't you ever heard of locking your door? Or of not playing your music so loud that other people can't have a conversation in the room next door?"

I laid there wide-eyed and dumbfounded - and completely naked except for a well-positioned pillow.

Christian arched an amused eyebrow and said, "Well, this is definitely a new side of the two of you."

"OH MY GOD! Dimitri and I are both basically NAKED here, so PLEASE, just get out and give us a minute to cover up! Now!" Rose yelled.

Lissa grabbed Christian, who seemed to want to do anything other than leave - maybe grab a tub of popcorn or something - by the arm and pulled him back out of Rose's bedroom, closing the door behind them both. I could still hear the soft buzzing in the background and I'm sure it would have been even easier to hear in the room.

"Comrade," Roza told me, "I'm going to have to let you go so I can deal with this. I'll wait to leave the room until you're covered, though."

I nodded and quickly got up and threw on some underwear and shorts. While I was getting dressed, Rose tied the robe around herself. Roza told me, "I'm sorry, Comrade. I've gotta go deal with this. I'll call you tomorrow?"

"I'll be home by one," I told her, "I love you, Roza. Bye."

"Okay, I'll talk to you then. Bye, Dimitri," Rose said and hit the end call button on her phone, then blew me a kiss.

It's going to be a long night.

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Author's Notes:

Sorry about the ending, but hopefully it was at least pretty humorous. Next chapter will finally be the sizzling Romitri sex everyone has been waiting for!