I pop to the till. EJ has the bill so they have to re-calculate it and I pay. Reappearing, EJ goes to pay and hands the casher the bill. “Your husba...d has already paid.” “Husband,” she says looking at me. I shrug my shoulders with an innocent smile and thanking the cashier we leave. She’s a little narked until I say, “Sorry but I was brought up with the man paying. And before you say anything I’m going to take a liberty.” Leaning in slowly, giving her every opportunity to pull back, before. No bra or panties. She looked so hot and nasty - especially with bottom half of her breasts and her nipple rings peaking out from under the crop top. Her little shorts made the outline of her pussy lips and labia ring clearly visible too. Nothing subtle about my wife's little outfit, including her black patent platform shoes with the six inch heels that just screamed "Fuck me!!". Her choice of attire left no question or doubt about what my wife was expecting today!The party began in the. ‘Why not your place?’ Bill cast his eyes down, sheepish. ‘Because I still live at home with my parents. Isn’t that terrible? I stay there because it’s close by the college and a lot cheaper than campus housing or an apartment.’ She found some amusement at his discomfort. ‘I guess your water polo friend isn’t the only socially awkward one.’ ‘I’ll try harder next time.’ They sat down in one of the booths, facing each other. Bill ordered tea for himself and was somehow relieved when she also. It was the horniest sexiest sight I had seen in a longtime and before I could stop myself I had reached out andpushed my hand between her warm thighs and cupped hersoft mound just above her pussy. I could feel the outlineof her pussy clearly through the fabric as I began tomassage her pussy slowly through her panties. She stayedstill letting me feel her up like that for about a minutebefore bending down and sticking her head into the carand reaching over so she was almost on top of me.She.