Something in her body language told me that she was hesitant to say something, that there was something she was holding back. ‘I hope I haven’t t...ouched a nerve,’ I said softly and sincerely. Cassie shook her head, and a moment later finally looked me in the eyes again. There was an expression in her eyes which I had not seen in a long, long time, and it warmed my heart that such an expression was aimed at me. ‘Why me?’ I asked, and she instantly knew what I meant, although she again visibly. My wife unbuttoned her top and then once it was off, I undid the bra. I reached around and cupped Lisa's breasts. They were smaller than my wife's, probably C cup but very well shaped with pink nipples that were close to a half inch long. She gasped as I pinched them lightly. My wife had loosened Lisa's pants and and was working them down and I reached and cupped her pussy. I could feel the wetness under the panties. I stripped off my t-shirt and was naked and my wife got her clothes off very. It was good. Then I found the slip hanging there, I thought let’s try this once. So I put it and I was feeling good with those dresses.Suddenly I heard the gate sound. She came early as I expected. So I wore my dresses over it. She came in and said me thanks. I was nervous that I may get caught and thinking that how to keep it back. She prepared tea and gave it to me. We started to chat sitting in the hall.Sudden she looked at me curiously and came near to me and moved my shirt color aside. She. .. Well, maybe it was better this way. I’d just paint the picture of the shape of her body under the sheet. I guess I was looking puzzled and hadn’t said anything.Jasmine took a deep breath and just kicked the sheet off her. She lay back like a dead person with her legs spread. I could see that even as nervous as we both were, Jasmine’s bare pussy was pretty shiny.“Um ... I ... Uh ... Maybe you could roll to your side? No. The other side,” I said as she moved.“I can’t ... um ... open my legs in.