"That didn't take long," Stephen chuckled, before taking the time to thoroughly check her out again. He couldn't have crafted a better body if he tried. Grace was everything that he wanted and more, and all she wanted to do was be his s.e.x companion and girlfriend. What more could a guy ask for?

"I had to be rid of that robe," she smiled. "When I'm naked, you look at me more. And I want your eyes on me all the time!"

"I can't argue with that," he grinned, unabashedly checking her out once more, while Grace playfully pinched her nipple, making it stiffen.

"I think you are forgetting something though, boyfriend," she said playfully, sing-songing the word 'boyfriend' as she spoke.

"What's that?"

"You are still fully clothed!" She pouted.

"Oh," said Stephen, looking at his reflection in the mirror. Even though he had spent the entire afternoon having s.e.x with Grace, he was still self-conscious about his body. Especially considering that hers was so perfect, and his was so.. not. "I thought maybe I just might stay dressed."

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Grace pouted, visibly. She stamped her foot on the ground, crossed her arms underneath her perfect b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"It's just.. I'm not super happy with how I look without clothes," Stephen began. "I used to be in shape, years ago, because of baseball. But I've kind of let myself go and I'm not happy about it." He hung his head in shame, as saying the words out loud hurt a lot more than when they were just floating inside his head.

"Stephen, I think you are forgetting something," said Grace, softly, as she closed the distance between them. She placed her hand against his cheek, almost forcing him to look at her. "You're my perfect man. Everything about you. I love your body. I love your muscles. I love your eyes. I love your c.o.c.k. I love your powerful hips. I love your smile. I could go on and on for as long as you'd let me, but you're my perfection. You don't have to feel self-conscious about it."

"It's so hard not to. Especially seeing how perfect you are look," he said, gesturing towards her body.

"How you see me is how I see you, Stephen," she whispered. "Perfect."