She pushed him back gently until he got the message and stood from the bed. She followed, standing in front of him in just her little black bra. He wanted to do so many things but felt a little dazed, especially when her hands made quick work of his shirt buttons, undoing them and then the button of his trousers when she reached the tails of his shirt. He felt rather useless, hands hanging at his sides while he watched her progress, but he couldn’t think of anything else to do.