Considering the circumstances, she should be seeing manacles, medical scanners and, if you wanted to be really macabre, torture devices.She opened the...closet, true to Minerva's word, her pack was there and, hanging from a bar, inside one of those clever anti-static fields and obviously freshly laundered, was the dress she had worn to dinner. Taking her pack from the closet and dumping it on her bed, she inventoried the contents. Outwardly, everything was present, but it remained to be seen if. "All right," she finally said.They sat at the table and played several games, with Andy losing two times, forcing him to take off his shirt and pants. When he pulled his pants down, there was an obvious bulge in his underwear. Then his mother lost and she had to take off her top.Her face was red as she stood and unbuttoned her blouse. She slipped it off without looking at Andy. Of course she knew that he was staring and it made her nipples rock hard. When she sat back down and looked over she. They stood her up, undid the buttons on her skirt and let the garment fall to the floor around her high heels. God this was exciting. My penis was rock hard and I didn’t have that on my own. “Horse” looked like he might burst through the front of his trousers.The slut’s cami was the next to go and she was down to panties, bra and stockings. A deep flush extended down to her breasts and when they unhooked her bra releasing those delicious tits, her nipples were jutting out hard and proud.She had. I went back up and she was still asleep. I looked at her and my mind started imagining what it would be like to see her naked. This resulted in my cock getting even firmer than it was. I tried to force this thought from my mind and went back downstairs.It seemed that there was no way she was going to wake so I decided that I should get her out of her clothes so should would be more comfortable.Her blouse came of easily, uncovering her lovely firm breast encased in the flimsy material of her.