Dave sucked his breath in hard both at the realization that May hadn’t been wearing any panties, and at the sight of May’s perfectly smooth, absol...tely beautiful pussy. His camera clicked as he captured a vision he never wanted to forget, just before Hannah’s mouth lowered to give her a quick kiss and obscure his view. Dave watched in mild confusion as Hannah stood up and left her friend lying on the bed. He kept taking pictures, tracking her path around the bed to the dresser next to it.. It reminded me of my younger years when we played cards all the time. My wife paraded herself back and forth from the bedroom to the kitchen. She had on just a long buttoned up shirt with a pair of panties on underneath it. She still looked very hot for being 49 years old and I noticed on several different occasions the guys would get distracted every time she walked by. This was to my advantage as I won practically every hand whenever she came out into the living room. It had been 2.5 hours. I cataloged each person on my block, in my head, and nobody really had it that bad. Sure, Neil, three doors down had lost his job, but his wife was still working, and he was looking. The Harris’s on the corner had a boy in Iraq, but as far as I could tell he was still Ok, and they had three more at home. The Martins, one down from the corner, fought all the time, and even had the cops called in on them once but they were still together. What did Cathy mean? I expanded the radius of. She had her new, low-cut ball gown laid out on the bed. I was a bit surprised that after her shower she walked into the room stark naked and put on her new Victoria Secret sexy bra and panties. She pulled on the dress and looked at herself in the full length mirror. She frowned and then dropped the front of her dress and took off her bra. All of this little show was without consulting me. She behaved as if I was not even in the room, and she was having an internal dialog. Apparently she was.