Undresser or Undressee

Chaps seem reticent to undress me, I might start taking it personally soon, it is much less sexy to have to take your own clothes off

Having your clothes taken off by someone else may be sexy but from a practical point of view you taking them off avoids embarrassing fumbling with zips and the like.

I'm sure, Feebs.

It's the same for me. That sort of solecism would leave you having to make your own arrangements to finish off.

Absolute passion-killer.

For future reference.

it sort of depends. if you're upright and snogging / whatever and your getting hints that clothes ought to be rude then you probably ought to get on with it.

 

if on the other hand you're already horizontal / naked / whatever, then it seems otiose.

 

plus if it's a shared flat and you're in a shared area, then you might worry about the flat mate waking up first the next morning and neatly folding up all the clothes and leaving them in two piles for you to find when you realise you've woken up in a strange bed, in the wrong part of town and you've removed your contact lenses

 

Dusty in doing things primly and properly non-shocka

Oh ffs, it was a JOKE. YOU DO NOT KNOW ME IRL, Dux, stop pretending to assume you know what I think, my political opinions or how I undress when I am about to get Mr D into bed. Just c0ck off.

You think that imagining is bad, this is what sail’s posts made me imagine.... Awkward middle class English sex.  :(

 

So, ok let’s see, ah yes if you could just lift your arm up...

Yes it’s a clip on that one...

Oh sorry I was assuming it was a zip

Oh no, it’s ok, I should be sorry, allow me.

Ah that’s got it, jolly good now I’m ok I am going to kiss you a bit whilst I just steer you to port slightly...

Oh ok is this another zip?

No it’s...

Oh right excellent! buttons! Yes I’ve worked with these before I think, yes aha that’s the badger, now I’ll just fold it up and pop it on this chair....

Oh don’t worry just drop it it’s fine....

Oh right, splendid ok and now.. ahh ok... these are suspenders aren’t they.  I’ve seen them before but I’m exactly how do I....

Oh just this clip here and ... oh great yes you’ve got it.

plus if it's a shared flat and you're in a shared area, then you might worry about the flat mate waking up first the next morning and neatly folding up all the clothes and leaving them in two piles for you to find when you realise you've woken up in a strange bed, in the wrong part of town and you've removed your contact lenses

 

hehehe

Clubbers you're lucky you didn't encounter any of my house mates at uni as rather than folding your clothes neatly if they found them in a shared area they'd just hide them.

We lay there on the grassy bank

My hands were all a quiver

I slowly undid your suspender belt

And your leg slid into the river

Ode to Heather Mills, Sir Paul McCartney (c)

I'm with Phoebe all the way here.  [No not like that. What are you? Ten?]

Removing the other's clothes is an essential stage of foreplay.

Such a delight - to explore. Such appreciation - to be desired to be explored.

In particular, one has the opportunity to test your sensitivity to the other's reactions. 'THAT' means you are going too fast. 'THIS' means that you are welcome. How else to learn those signals?

And removing the other's clothes remains an essential stage. After years of intimate relationship, a sensitive undressing of the other always revels what he/she might be in the mood for tonight (or morning, or afternoon, or early evening).  Each encounter is different. To assume otherwise is to disrespect.

I read “such a delight” in the creepiest old posh man voice in my head.

Horrifying.

Stick with Aussie foreplay mate.

”Spread yer legs sheelah I’m coming in”.

Slowly, and indeed sometimes not so slowly, undressing each other works for us.

The fervoured kiss as each button is undone.  A hot hand slid beneath a loosened fold. A squeeze and hug. A lick of now naked flesh.  What’s not to like?

 

Yeah so I’ll be doing this tomorrow and frankly she probably will go without underwear seeing as apparently I cost too much.  

And no it won’t be creepy salacious shit, it’ll just be “right we have about three hours, you woman, rawr” levels of ripping clothes off.

Re the op I actually have pretty much total blind spot re how I become naked! Can't remember a single occasion. Going to pay attention next time. 

I am self conscious about putting my bra back on tho as pretty sure I do it weirdly.

The thing is Linda, your comments weren't so toe curlingly cringey that everyone skipped straight past them.  They were just a bit, well, smug and we all read them.  So we took the piss.

This is a whole different kettle of fish and we all just try not to look and then rush out for mind bleach if we accidentally read some of it.

There was this big thing on Buzzfeed a year or two ago, and it turns out that women are about 50-50 on which way they do it.  So I am with Phoebe and think you're a wrong'un, but you've probably got lots of company :)

On the odd occasion I get any they do tend to undress me. I don't reciprocate much unless there's a shirt involved. A whispered "Take. It. Off" usually does the trick though. It's just not really that hot helping a dude out of his jeans.

I get what clergs means about blind spots about getting naked. Taking your own clothes off in the heat of passion is a bit odd though.  Guess it's mostly autopilot when you're getting down to it.

Meh- I'm sure you could make taking jeans off more fun if you tried 

No. I really couldn't. It's all fumbling and feet pulling through things and not very dignified. I find men are usually more than happy to strip off so problem solved and all that.

First enjoyment?!?

Feebs - who else do you normally have accompany you for these activities that would get to have a go on the boingy lever before you?

Surely you just tell your lady in waiting to remove his garments, but to leave the boingy lever alone?