The Muffin Man

Popping out of my space with the guy's jackets in my arms, I held each one out to them. "How about we change out of the military-style jackets and into these ones?" I asked in my most angelic voice. I mean, if I ended up drooling over the guys in these things, then that was completely on me.

Looking at me confused, they each grabbed their jacket and shrugged out of the camo one. Flicking my wrist, I threw them into my space for them to wear later. But oh, these jackets, they were what wet dreams were made of.

Each one was pure perfection in that they fit like a glove over their muscles and tapered in at their waist, creating that 'V' shape that made my lady bits tingle. Coupled with three of the guys wearing gloves and, I didn't know if I could take another step forward.

Maybe I should get Wang Chao a pair of leather gloves, too… just to complete the look, of course.