I couldn’t help wondering what Mother or my Aunt thought of her dressing like that, whether this was something she only started dressing that way si...ce we had started our relationship. She had obviously dressed in more erotic garments, as she had hoped to have an encounter with me at her house before driving me home. Now knowing her tastes in more exotic styles of dress, I could only imagine what she had on underneath her dress. There was still a couple of days away till Christmas, I wanted to. Do you want a shower?" Actually, I just got out of the shower, thanks."I followed her into a smaller room which was dominated by a platform about four feet wide and maybe six feet long. There was a flannel-covered pad on it about butt high on me, and perhaps navel high for Lucy. At one end was a low padded step. I felt a delicious anticipation growing, along with another, more earthy reaction.She turned on some quiet jazz, and lit some candles on the wall. "You can put your things on the chair. My wife was now making out with this woman’s husband. Her tongue was down his throat while she grinded on his lap as he sat in the chair. The woman looked into my eyes and said, “Im getting jealous.” As she moved in, we passionately kissed. Our horny tongues danced in each other’s mouth. My wife was no longer grinding she had now slid her bikini to the side, opened the fly to the man’s board shorts and was taking his cock deep inside her. I couldn’t take the sight. I threw the woman on the bar. Karen said she would prefer the slow and gentle approach. Fine; I asked her if she liked beach holidays, and if so did she wear a bikini? Yes she did. Well, I explained if she stripped down to her bra and panties she would be doing nothing more than she had done on the beach in front of hundred of strange men. That made sense to her so we slowly undid the buttons of her blouse and lowered the zip on her skirt which I lowered for her to step out of. Very nice too, slim, but not too slim, with a.