. Michael was helping us hang drywall... Sandy's nipples were poking through that white tank top and her cut off shorts were wonderfully riding up her...little ass and crotch. My wife rarely wears underwear. Lol. Michael at 19 was doing his best to be respectful. Looking at this mature blonde and looking down to the ground or away. Him and Sandy working together hanging sheets while I nailed them in behind them. As one sheet went up. I heard my wife say. "Well. What's that on my leg?" And. I lay on the bed naked and fully exposed, my cock at attention. Mum smiled and started to undo her blouse slowly. She slipped it off her shoulders. She then unzipped her skirt and it slid down her legs. She stepped out of it, still wearing her heeled shoes. She was wearing stockings and suspenders. Her panties and bra were matching white lace, her breasts were partly exposed as the bra formed cleavage. She walked towards the bed slowly.“I see mummy’s boy is ready” she whispered as she. She heard the knock at the door and called out asking me who it was? I let Dave in and pointed to the bottle of Jack on the counter and told Dave to help himself while I went to the bathroom to tell my wife he had stopped by. My wife was quite the sight lying back in her tub of hot water. Looking sexy as hell she asked if Dave had stopped by and told her he had and he was fixing himself a drink and we might play some music if it was okay with her. She winked at me and said it was a shame he. ”Tempest led the group to the Beholder staff captain. The Beholder was seated at a bar looking exhausted. It was drinking mug after mug of ale. Tempest headed towards the Beholder, but some armed guards blocked his path. Vennoa looked closely at the armed guards. They appeared to be full plate armor, but without anyone inside. So they must be magic somehow.Tempest called out, “Hey! Staff Captain!”The Beholder looked up slowly from his drink. The big eye and all the little eyes turned and looked.