Owen laughed, trying to recall the first time she would have seen him shirtless. It wasn't as if Owen were shy about his body, and he generally slept in only his shorts. Either way, it was flattering. "First time I saw you in this uniform... well, my IQ wasn't the only thing affected, I'll say that much."
With her stockings off, Owen took his time and ran his hands up her legs to her thighs. He hesitated for only a moment before slipping his fingertips into the waistband of her panties to pull them down her legs. Cecilia seemed fine, and she had promised he wouldn't break her, but he also knew bad memories could be triggered at the drop of a hat, and he didn't want to make the wrong move.