She spun around, while still holding central, to the pole, and stuck her rear towards guys who she knew would tip. The lower string and dot were still... in place as her ass just made it beyond that nine foot circle and hovered only a few feet above smiling faces. I never had heard our lead singer sing with so much meaning. He gave my wife a perfect background.That was when I saw her remove that bottom string and dot. Pure white wife flesh top to bottom, with her muscles jiggling, small pert bared. As the dusk turned into the night the bearers began their singing, harmonious chanting that seemed to greet the stars as they entered the darkening skies. It was during this chanting that Hawk began to nod off only to be shaken awake by Prue who said in a kinder voice than usual. ‘Time for bed Mr Masterson.’ When she said this she looked at Hawk in a manner that he felt was almost lustful. Perhaps Charlie must have noticed it because he was near them within seconds and though he was solicitous. She then said "you are overdressed, Mr." and started to pull at my shirt, half-unbuttoning and half pulling it over my head. She then started to unfasten my belt, and was soon pulling my jeans down to my ankles. I was still flat on my back. She pulled the jeans off, discarded them on the floor, then pulled off each of my socks, before standing at the edge of the bed and rubbing my legs. I gazed at her face and drank in her body. She then looked me right in the eye and slipped off her panties. I. I shook my head trying to get the image out of my head but couldn’t no matter how hard I tried. She came back and sat down and asked me if I slept alright. I told her yes and spoke nothing else of it. As the day went on my step mom didn’t change her clothing, she just sat and walked around the house in that shirt. I watched her, catching a glimpse of her ass every once and awhile. Lunch time rolled around and she asked me what I wanted to eat, I told her I didn’t care, she smile at me and she.