She had moved her hands unseen by us at first, to her back, pulled something out from the back of her sheer pants, a piece of light and fluffy fabric ...that she threw towards her partner playing the drum.Then we saw it, her pants became even more see through than before and we could see now the outline of her pussy and pubic hair became visible if you focused well.Her hands moved now while dancing massaging her breast and moved down to outline her pussy a bit better, and caressed her hands over. ” He patted the empty space right next to him. As she sat down, she noticed the warmth of his smile and how brightly his eyes were shining. He made her feel warm and comfortable. Maybe a little bit daring.As they sat side by side making small talk, their shoulders touching, leaning into each other as they laughed, something started to change. Their words seemed to dwindle but the time they spent gazing into each other's eyes lengthened. Soon the words ran out and as the cowboy gently placed. Word of the show I was putting on spread instantly. They all stared openly at my exposed pussy while I tried to look like I had no idea that I was flashing them. I sipped my drink and listened to my blood pounding through my veins.I also contemplated the change in me in such a short time. Before I submitted to Jeff I was no more exhibitionistic than any other teenage girl. I like to dress sexily. I liked it when guys found me attractive. But I would never have knowingly allowed any boy to look. About a year ago her husband walked out on her and took up with a younger woman. Obviously after over 25 years with him she was devastated. She and I have often flirted and there has always been some sexual spark between us. As she had put in divorce papers and was upset my wife invited her up to ours for a week. They stayed with her at the coast and as she doesn't drive brought her to our home for a week. During the week, she started to confide in me, about her lack of sex and how she and her.