You wear it well! You should be proud”Her expression lifted a little, along with her posture. “You think I look good like this?”“Good doesn...17;t even come close. You look fucking fantastic!”She bit her lip a little. “You like it when I go braless, don’t you?”“Lys, I can barely keep my eyes on the road with you beside me. You’re stunning.”She sat up straight, arching her back to press her chest forward. Her shirt pulled taut on her frame. Her nipples were hard. She was getting. James wasted no time with joining the conversation and Emma had heard it a million times already. Instead he pulled her beside the shed, ducking quickly out of sight. The alcohol or the anticipation made her brain melt. She couldn’t think. Wasn’t even sure that she wanted to, she’d always loved spontaneity. Placing his hands on her hips he lowered his face, inhaling her vanilla scented perfume slowly. His nose tickling her neck, the breath he expelled sending shivers up and down her spine. He. "Oh, just the same" she replied, giving me a quick kiss.That night she wore a new sheer outfit ( which WAS totally hot) and crawled in bed and rocked my world! Never one to question a good thing, I simply enjoyed it!The next day, I followed her again. I noticed her skirt was shorter than what my "conservative in public" wife normally wore.Again- she went to that semi secluded bench at the water's edge. I noticed her short skirt left little to the imagination.Two college boys walked past, and. Flip back over stud.” I just looked at her with uncertainty. Was I ok with her watching me do this? Did I want to share this experience with anybody else? What if I hated it? Wait...what if I liked it? “Stop thinking so much baby.” Cara leaned in kissing me deeply. Her kisses always put me at ease. “Now flip over and show me your cute tushie.” I flipped over as she moved down to the edge of the bed and got a view I never thought she'd get: my exposed ass in the air as I leaned forward into my.