I let the same shoe ride. Kirstie conceded her bra. Bless his heart, Steve ogled his wife's tits as much or more than Donna's. I sensed he was going t... get laid that night. Donna gave up her shorts in the most dramatic way. She stood and slid them down her thighs slowly. At first, her fingers hooked silky panties along with the shorts, but she only slid the panties down enough to tease before stepping out of the shorts.My anxious heart pounded. Steve dealt me a flush. I collected my winnings. Now he moved to the head of the table and leaned over to rub down her back. As he did so, this naturally led his cock to push against the top of her head and the tips of her fingers as they were held on the edge of the table. This was obviously no accident and she was getting more stimulated imagining what might come next and imagining that bulge being released to free his cock into what would be her waiting mouth. As he rocked forward with each stroke down her back she could feel his cock push. When I got there I almost shit myself, she had on cut off jean shorts and tan hose with her black flats. Still can't remember what top she had on. She lived with her dad and he left shortly after meeting me to go work. So we were alone together sitting at her kitchen table. This lasted about and hour and I didn't learn anything about math."Lets go watch some TV."We moved to her family room and I sat on the couch, she sat next to me."My feet are cold."Before I could say anything she moved back o. I tucked my balls inside my body and pulled my cock back and wrapped my sack around it. I then pulled the thong all the way up; making sure everything was being held where it should be. That being done I had a perfect looking camel-toe, and being happy with that I slid on my black five inch ankle strap pumps. I was feeling a little antsy, but I knew I wasn’t finished quite yet. I sat down at my desk and started applying my make-up. Feeling quite happy with myself and the job I was doing, I.