And admittedly, I can be impatient with people who don’t see things as clearly as I do. But arrogant? My boss at the corporation I work for as a ma...agement analyst called me in one day.“Brad, every time I send you to another department to handle some problem, I get calls after your visit saying ‘Don’t ever send that SOB down here again. He’s arrogant and condescending.’ I don’t know what you’re doing, but something in how you interact with people is rubbing them wrong. It’s a serious. The instructor is a rather handsome man in his mid-thirties or early-forties, I'd guess ... but with an athletic build and cute bum ... a dancer in his youth most likely. Not sure if he's gay. Most male dancers are, you know.He was talking with Mummy while I sat on the dance floor getting my ballet shoes on. I noticed her look turn smug smile in my direction ( wonder what that's all about ); the instructor, James something-or-other ( we are to call him 'Sir' ), shot a glance at me too ... a. It twitched. I kinda stuttered and they pulled me into the room with them. Peggy asked which i liked best as she took off number three. Wifey was undoing my belt again. Peggy got on her knees and wifey pushed me down onto a little bench. Peggy sucked my cock as wifey picked up all the bikinis and put them on hangers. Peggy drooled a gob of spit between her tits and wrapped them around my cock. She slid up and down, making me titty fuck her, looking me in the eye and smiling. Now Peggy went back. There on the floor were her black panties and bra. OMG. Not only had she been naked under that dressing gown when she just came out, she’d left behind for me her bra and nickers.Had she meant to? Well she just told me to go and finish off what I started and she must have known that she’d left her undies in there.I pricked them up, they were still warm. They were as light as a feather, so sheer. Her panties where moist. Nothing other than the feather light fabric to soak up her dampness. .