His eyes darkened at the contact and he suppressed a groan, letting her tease him with her gyrations without protest. Aidan’s hands moved around her...waist to work on her pants, while she reached out behind her and looped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She never stopped dancing, just indulged herself and moved to the beat in her head, losing all sense of inhibition in front of him. She didn’t have to see him to know how aroused he was, she didn’t need to look into his eyes. I think Zee, too, always had a latent exhibitionist desire in her, kept subdued by cultural restrictions. After all, she had been a model, who loved to present her beauty before the camera. After our marriage, Zee had on a few occasions expressed her wish to start her modeling career again, but she felt that she was over-age now for a fashion model and it was difficultTo get a break again in competition with younger models. Although she has kept herself beautifully in shape, yet I knew she was. I wasn't sure what I wanted. My sensible brain was screaming at him to laugh it off and let everything go back to normal. My show off side was making my pussy wet, hoping he'd tell me to take them off.The three of us were looking at Mark.Mark looked from face to face. He finally looked at me and said, "Party foul"I don't know if I was relieved or what. I knew I was excited.I turned my back to the group. "Fine, "I said."I hooked my thumbs in the band of my panties and slowly pushed them down. ....she rubbed her tits against the pole and kicked her legs in the air then indulged in more erotic squatting and touching her toes. As the music finished the room burst into spontaneous applause. As soon as she stepped off the low stage she grabbed my wrist and grinned, "Can I try the Glory hole thing next....please?"Who was I to stop her? She was in Heaven already and I was loving the looks and comments that she'd been receiving and now she was going to live out one of my.