Yvonne yawned and I told her she was free to go home. She leaned back in the leather chair. “I’m here for the long haul,” she remarked. Yvonne l...aned back in the conference room chair and closed her eyes. I slipped out of the conference room and back into my office. About eleven thirty, I peeked into the conference room. Yvonne had dimmed the lights and I could see she had covered herself, partially, with her blazer. I was about to leave when I noticed her move, ever so slightly. Her eyes were. My pussy was already wet as nervous excitement was building inside me. I could not believe I had talked my hubby into vacationing at a nudist resort but, like me, he had never been afraid of trying something new, especially if it meant lying around naked with me on a tropical beach in the middle of winter.I rested my head on his shoulder as I watched our flight attendant work her way down the aisle serving drinks and flirting with the other passengers. I could not help but notice how beautiful. Looking at me he said “if you ever want me to party with you two call me” and dropped the paper down the blouse opening. Anne Marie said “hey wait a minute” to which he stopped and looked at her. She grabbed his arm and led it down her blouse to the paper. She made sure he cupped her perfect breasts in her hand and when he pinched her erect nipple she leaned her head back, closed her eyes and smiled. He reached over with his other hand and felt her other boob and lifted. I openly study your body. You search my face for some sign of my intentions towards you. You watch as my hand comes up from my side and as I lean over and begin to stroke your face. You smile but remain silent with anticipationYour breathing becomes faster as my hand begins to travel down your neck to and to your chest. As my fingers trail over your skin little goose bumps rise up. My hand reaches your bra. Slowly I trace around the fabric, still watching your face as I begin to explore the.