Both of them wore almost the same kind of outfit, the only difference being that Mickey's tee shirt was pink and Angie's white. Both of them left very... little to the imagination however and even one of the cabin girls was very impressed with them!"She's coming to the party," Mickey whispered to me as the girl smilingly instructed us to fasten our seat belts in preparation for landing."With her wife." What party?"She and Angie giggled and looked at me pityingly."The one we're having tonight. Sorry ladies.Next came the bra. It was lacy and it had a rose in the middle also. Nomatter how many times I dress up it still takes for ever and a day tosnap my bra. It's hard to do it when you can't see the snaps. Finally Ihad it snapped and I was now ready to get dressed. First I put on thepantyhose. I put them on ever so gently so not snag or to get a run inthem. I still get chills when I wear pantyhose after just shaving mylegs. Next I slid the briefs up my legs. They were red to match. The word is well. I did well. Now what was your score?"Tony hesitated a moment before answering and Angela was happy to see how much trouble he had keeping his gaze on her face. He'd never seen his mother in such a sexy nightie before. Repeatedly his gaze darted to her big juicy tits, dropping to her slim waist and the hairy triangle of her cunt."Eighty-six," he said softly. "I mean, eighty-eight. I got an eighty-eight." Eighty-six or eighty-eight." Angela deliberately moved closer, until her. As I drove toward my home she slid the dress up her thighs, opened her knees wide, and proceeded to finger her clit right through the opening in her crotchless panties. I drove just as fast as I dared too.At my house I escorted her inside and right up to my bedroom. She had made it perfectly clear in the restaurant and in the car that we were going to have sex and that it would continue until one of us were dead. For some reason I believed her. I watched as she unzipped the back of her dress,.