I don’t know what Mark was thinking or if he was thinking at all. Maybe he was so far down in his funk he didn’t pick-up on the fact my wife was s...ggesting something. Maybe he did & chose to ignore it, fearing he’d embarrass himself if he’d misunderstood. But he dropped it and didn’t pursue the matter further.After a while, we got out of the hot tub and went inside. My wife followed Mark into the family room. I moved into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and lingered there – watching.. I leaned forward and clamped my lips onto her nipple as I grabbed her ass with both hands. I was rewarded with a moan and another slap. This time it was on my chest. I let go of her ass and reclaimed both tits as I greedily sucked her breast. I switched to the neglected breast for a moment before Ashley pushed me back in the chair. She then began tugging my pants so I lifted my hips and she pulled them off with my underwear. She pushed my shirt off my shoulders then grabbed all of our clothes. Her hand smoothed across my breast, tweaking my nipple and sending a wave of excitement through me. I did the same to her, the first time I had felt another woman, especially there, her silky smooth skin so tender and warm, so different from Daddy’s, not better just different. Her nipples were like little strawberries and I couldn’t resist touching them, my hand exploring her topless area with building anticipation. Mia’s hand had slid down the front of my pyjamas and found my pussy triangle,. "Just walking in the dress was a chore! I thought I knew how to walk ina dress, but I had to hold up the hem so It wouldn't drag on the floorand get dirty. It was a struggle, but I managed, and we were soon atthe hall. As I walked in I did my best to take smaller steps and holdmy hands and arms like I had seen girls do. Mom smiled at that, thenled us to our table. To my great dismay, one of the girls from schoolwas sitting there with her parents! All I could do was smile as I satdown, my dress.