But I was sure that he was looking inside for a glimpse.I pulled my wife’s maxi slowly up to her waist. It wasn’t going any further as it was tuck...d under her ass. She never wore underwear at night. So, Nisha was now lying with her back towards me with her clothes pulled up to her waist. Her beautiful ass was facing me and the door. I waited for a few minutes for her to go deep into her sleep.After a few minutes, I stood up and switched on the light. Because the bedroom door was open, Nisha was. As we dined I asked if she was wearing any panties. She said no she wasn't, I asked is that was for a reason? She said if you are wondering if I'm going to get fucked tonight , I have no idea. After we ate we rode around down town Atlanta looking at all the sights. The street lights gave me a lighted view of her beautiful nylon covered legs twice every block. I know she caught me sneeking peeks at her legs because she acted as if she where trying to see something and her hem moved up far enough. ”Sighing, Damien took her right hand, and gently set it back down on the piano keys. “You’re playing the piano, not typing on a keyboard. Or tenderizing a steak, for that matter. Stop hitting the keys so hard, and use more of the underside of the tip of the finger. Relax your wrists.”Ugh, why did she agree to this? Two weeks of this shit and she still struggled to play Mary Had a Little Lamb.“I’m fucking trying, but it feels nicer to just hit the keys with my fingertips. Must smash.”“Yes but. She is the kind of girl; guys take a second look as she walks across the room.Steve is in his late 40’s/early 50’s. He is a small business owner. Although as not as handsome as he was in his younger days, he still has a trim body and a full head of hair and blue eyes. He is about 6 foot and 180 lbs. Steve is a widower of 2 years.Steve and April have known each other for a number of years. April and her brothers would often go over to Steve’s house to swim in his in-ground pool or play.