I was waiting for this, so I decided to give it a go and then sent her a pic of my erect dick.Anita: OMG Mathew. This is the first time I am seeing th...s.Me: Well.you can see it every day for real if we can be friends with benefits.Anita: I don’t know what to say. I am still looking at your pic.Me: Hey now since that I have sent you something to look at. Why don’t you send me something to look at?Anita: What do you want me to send?Me: Well, I would love to see your boobs. I have been wanting to. “Was I?” Her teasing made me throb, my cock still hard. “Well, you’re wearing pantyhose, so that‘s sort of the same thing anyhow.” “Stockings, actually.” I gaped. “In all the time we’ve been married, I’ve never known you to wear stockings!” It was almost true; she’d worn them on our wedding day, glistening, sparkly white ones, beneath her wedding gown, along with a lacy garter and tiny little white lace bikini panties. I still vividly remembered slipping all of those things off of her over the. I headed up to our bedroom and stripped naked and stretched out on the bed and waited. I was starting to wonder if Mary was coming when the door opened and Mary and her mother slipped in. I smiled; both wore teddies. Mary's was a pale blue and transparent. Her perky breasts were cupped in silk, surrounded by white lace, and her dusky nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. A blue thong barely covered her pussy, her heart of pubic hair peaked out around the fabric. Tiffany had a scarlet. Her hands soft hand felt fantastic on my dick and the sudden touch sent shivers up my spine. Figuring that I should return the favor my hand slowly made it's decent towards her pants and I slid them in. My hand hadn't gone inside of her panties so I just started to slowly rub her pussy over her underwear. The amount of heat that thing was giving off was astounding. It only manage to make my dick get even harder if that was even possible. She pulled her hand out to undo my pants and release my.