”“Why not?” he protests, looking hurt.“Because it will be weird! You’re naked.”“So what? It's nothing you haven't seen before," he grins...at my prudishness and swipes at my robe, managing to grab it and pull it off before I can react. "Anyways, now you are too.”I snatch up a dishtowel and attempt to cover myself, “Hey! That just makes it more weird!”He laughs again, “What’s wrong? It’s just skin.”He makes a grab for me and I squeal, darting away from him and fleeing down the hall.He catches me. I then laid there and thought of Ben's mom. I have been coming over for many years and called her Mom affectionately. Mom was a knock out blond with just the right curves from top to bottom and gorgeous blue eyes. Beautiful all over. I was here when they left for the night and saw her great outfit. White all over. A nice tight white dress with white stockings. I have fantasized about her many, many times since puberty.Around 1 am I hear her come in. She is in the kitchen and then enters her. Several years later Virginia introduced us to Hank, the new man in her life. We kept that information from her hoping that sooner or later we could swing openly with them. I wanted to eat her cunt. I imagined her full, and voluptuous curves beside me in bed that night and felt a torrid rush of excitement about the upcoming evening. That night, we danced to the beat in the lounge, mostly together…drank, gambled, and generally had a blast. We forgot all about our men at home, and finally went. You and I would still be fully clothed, until..... until I offer you a drink from the table. we both go over to the table and I pour you some wine, we both sip from our glass and then look down at Mandy, she is on her back, naked apart from her stockings, her legs slightly open, and stood over her Steve is starting to undress, equally as slowly as he undressed her he starts to take of his clothes, me and you just stand there with our drinks, and then I take hold of your hand, and do nothing.