I laid back, not paying much attention to the game. I looked at Linda. She had a very contented look on her face."You as contented as you look?" I ask...d.She looked down at me and smiled and said, "Very."I continued to look at her and she noticed."It's not polite to stare," she teased."I'm allowed. I have a piece of paper around her somewhere, that says I can stare at my wife," I said."What about your game?" she asked."Blow out, may as well be over," I answered.She did not reply right away. She. Jimmy looked at me, again, not sure. "It's ok, take off my panties," I assured him. Jimmy's hands went to the band of my panties and pulled them down my hips. I lifted my hips to let him slide them off. He struggled a bit to get them past my boots. I giggled. As he did that Mike undid my bra and I shrugged it off my shoulders. I was now naked except for my cowboy boots. "Ok, this isn't fair," I mock whined. "I'm the only one naked here."Mike got off the couch and started to undress. I laid back. Red, light blue and black were the colors and she told me red was her favorite color.When I was finished with them, I came out wearing a tear-away bikini, which made her giggle a bit. As I walked away from her, she came from behind, tugged at the Velcro tabs and ripped the bikini off, leaving me totally naked. She whistled and complimented me on my toned backside. When I turned around to face her she saw me in an active state and had me dance around a bit. Then, she very calmly walked over to a. Let start the story. She was so comfortable within her own provocative, near nakedness that she was completely oblivious to the hypocrisy of the quiet giggle that slipped out when she caught her tall, naked husband and his huge erection walk into the kitchen.“are you laughing at me?” he somewhat seductively whispered into her ear, circling his hands around her waist and pressing the hardness of his groin into her buttocks.“well. You walking into the kitchen starker with that…” her voice trailed.