I knelt behind my wife and very slowly pulled down her thong, as he watched. His eyes were on her pussy, as soon as I uncovered it. I told her to step...out of the panties. She stood before him now, totally naked. Again I let my friend look her up and down for a while. The entire time all of this was taking place, he'd never said a word or even undone his pants. He just sat there taking it all in. I then told my wife, to turn around slowly, and let him get a good look at her. She did this,. Even if it was only worth ten points it would still inch her closer to getting an A. Only a few minutes into her work Diana noticed a familiar feeling in her stomach and nether regions. Thinking about it, it had been more than a week since she last gave herself any "special attention". It could wait though. The assignment wasn't all that long. Or so she thought. While laying on her side she found herself brushing her inner thigh. Diana's attention was split. As the seconds ticked on she. "The plan occurred to me that night. Jill was curled up on the sofa, immersed in one of her endless mystery novels. I was watching a baseball game and daydreaming. The air was heavy and the crickets chorused outside. She had showered and changed into light cotton skirt that she tugged down occasionally to cover her exposed little panties. Her hair was wet and she smelled freshly soaped. Her eyes drifted above the page and she smiled at me. It was a smile of innocence and trust. It was an. She quickly fumbled some underwear from her drawer and fled to the privacy and security of the bathroom to spend some time regaining her composure.She was in there for some time and I heard all the usual toileting noises and when she finally emerged I was careful to be engrossed in the newsletter. This morning Mom was wearing her nightie and she went straight to the dresser and slipped her shorts on without removing it first and then she turned her back to me to put on her blouse and I saw that.