She pulled the dress back up over my shoulders and then re-zippered the back before straightening the sides."Ok, can't see the edges now. They're not ...uge but they look prettydecent," said Theresa, inspecting me. "Twist for me and let's make surethey stay in place well. How do they feel?" I don't even know how to answer that," I said, peeking down andtwisting a bit. "Pretty damn shocking honestly." Ah finally a compliment I guess," she said. "But they'll look evenbetter in a second. Be still as. She was certain if she didn't have panties on she would be dripping wet, as she started to crawl toward him she made sure to keep her thighs as close as possible to squeeze her engorged clit. It was almost causing her to buckle in pleasure.As Emily inched closer she could see how antsy Brian was getting, squirming with every inch she covered. He was gripping the back legs of the chair to keep his hands occupied and distracted, she could tell he wanted to grab a hold of his cock and put it out. Her eyes locked onto Brendan’s face, for the first time she really notice how attractive he was, a little over six foot, about the same as her husband, but more muscular with a full head of black curly hair, his rugged face sporting a thick black stubble which only added to his rugged look. Slowly she unbuttoned her coat, seeing the grin on his face as he watched her. Once all the buttons were undone, she pushed the coat off her shoulders, holding it there for a second, staring into his cold. I set down my beer and opened it up. It was flap-closed. You know where you don't use tape but just fold over the flaps until they lock the top of box closed. I pulled in the middle and the box exploded. Apparently my wife or daughter had stuffed the box so full that it was ready to burst. Out of the box sprung clothing and as it flew by me and fell to the floor and on various boxes and furniture in the garage, I realized it was my wife and daughter's clothes. I noticed various undergarments.