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And the buttons were undone. But silly Bridget had forgotten his tie. Breaking the kiss for a moment, she smirked at him as she loosened the blue thing and pulled it over his head. There. Gone. Out of sight, out of mind.
Her lips found their way back to his as her hands pushed his shirt open and traveled across his skin. It was soft and smooth, and slightly hairy. Just the way she liked it.