He was very good at altering her body balance, wasn't he. She really had no option but to follow him to the kitchen area, listening as he mentioned her bottoms and, with the nice buzz going on, it seemed like a good idea.
"Oh fine," she took a step back, unfastening her belt and then the fly of her jeans and peeling herself out of them. Kicking the jeans to the corner of the kitchen she stood -quite unabashedly, in just her little black boyshorts.