After about 45 minutes he was all finished and called me over to inspect his work. “All good by me” I told him.He mumbled a little bit and then f...nally said “I’ve got to ask about the pantyhose. What gives?”.“It’s just to keep me warm” I said.“It’s summer and 100 degrees out” he replied.I hung my head as he told me “I was hoping it might be something else”.I let my robe open up and hang at my sides.“And the panties? They keep you warm too?” he laughed at me.He stepped forward and slid my. Her panties were a sheer black silk and barely concealed her trimmed brown pubic hair. Her pussy lips were very defined and pouted against the black silk. Her thighs were pale, lean, and strong. Bentley was correct when assuming Catherine was wearing stockings. Catherine was wearing black cotton stockings, and the combined presentation of bare leg and stocking drove Bentley to sexual madness.Bentley began to press himself against Catherine and could feel the heat of her sex through her. For the fifteen minutes or so, the three of us naked girls sit around the patio table enjoying our drinks while we watch my son grilling the hamburgers. When they are done, I get up to get the potato salad, then bring it back to the table. We are having great conversation and are enjoying looking at each others naked bodies. After about an hour I say "Well, it is getting late. Let's go inside and watch television for a while before we go to pair off and go upstairs to go to bed."I tell Krissy. “Deep breaths, inhale… hold it for 5 seconds” she said as she placed the stethoscope on my chest. “5, 4,3,2,1. Good job now exhale for me? Excellent.” She repeated the process on my back listening to my breathing.“There was a bit of wheezing in the breaths there, have you ever been formally diagnosed with asthma?” she asked me.“Yes, when I was 14 they said it was under control on its own and there was no need for inhalers,” I replied.“It sounded a little out of control there, I think I’m going.