My heart rate was increasing. I placed both of my hands on the dresser... and gave it some thought. ' How will I do this ? ' Knowing he would peek...... I had to think of a way. I wanted Michael to get a real view of my chest,... yet innocently so. Then it hit me,... I reached for my hairbrush, and placed it on the dresser. As I looked at myself in the mirror,... I removed my bra and lay it on the dresser. My nipples were already hardened,... further so by my thoughts and the light brushing. ”Her response was to throw me a kiss that I snatched from the air.The next number would be from my favorite person from either school. Paul helped her to the stairs and she came to center stage.“Clara, do you want accompaniment for the opening verse?”“Michael, may I do it without and see how well we all blend in?”“Certainly, whenever you are ready, my dear Ms. Jepson.”A soft blue spot appeared on her as she began in front of a microphone on a stand... CLARA MAE JEPSONThis day and age we’re. Go on, slap your pervert husband.”“Don’t you think that when men ask?”“Yes and no, you’ve never shown any interest in women, in fact, you’ve always ‘tutted’ me when I’ve mentioned it. You’ve always said you’d never had any interest in seeing what it was like or experimenting with a woman before we met. So, as far as I was concerned you dancing with men is natural for you. You always look perfect to me, another man doesn’t enhance it in any way, you enjoying yourself is what I love to see, but I. Mary started rubbing her clit.She felt her own wetness through her panties. She felt her face flushing, her eyes as though they were on stalks, staring intently at Paul thrusting his hips upward. Every time his shaft, glistening from May’s juices, pulled back, Paul winding his body up for the next thrust, May’s engorged labia slightly slid outward to, gripping his cock as though they wanted to make sure he came back, deep inside. She threw her head back, her toes curling, just like Mary could.