"Enjoy the show ?" I asked . He just blushed a little and said " sorry I just couldn't look away " . I reminded him of my comment about watching from ...he chair three feet from where we were and laughed again . Then I remembered I was standing there naked and walked to the bedroom to put something on . " Be right back " I said on my way out . I joined my wife in the bedroom and surprisingly she wasn't too mad .She's always liked Mike so it wasn't like it pissed her off that much apparently ."His. Her breasts were more than budding mounds—small, but fully formed, slightly more than hinted at above the singlet’s line. He reached for the thermometer, and again found her looking at him. He hesitated, but only briefly—mostly because her depthless gaze seemed to delve into him, seeking but not judging. He cleared his throat and looked at the device against the light. He hummed and put it back in his bag. Turning to her again, he put his hands on his knees in a pose that mirrored her own. . “Don’t worry, we can do this slowly.” Her lips met mine, and I parted them slightly when her tongue pressed against them. Her tongue began to slowly probe my mouth. I felt them trace my lips, then my teeth, then my tongue. I closed my eyes and moved my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues caressed as we continued to kiss each other. I moved my hand to her shoulder and down to her breast. I cupped one on the outside of her dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see her nipples harden under. Being relatively inexperienced with masturbation in general, she had never really masturbated that area before, and flicked at the flap of skin that was there. It felt good, but only a little better than normal. She kept trying until the flap of skin moved and it felt wonderful for a split second. So powerful was the feeling that she stopped and looked down at her pussy. She touched the flap of skin and pushed it up and over, revealing a small, hard nub of pink flesh underneath. She touched it.