After all, I had only been alone with her once that time at the mall, and had made a point of not following her around as she had cruised the various ...boutiques (I had always found myself bored to death when I had accompanied Amanda on such outings). Then of course we had no chance to talk while watching a movie, so I wasn't sure what to expect from her. I was pleased to discover that she was quite easy to talk to. Her observations were insightful, and her dry sense of humor soon had me laughing. I hadnt noticed at breakfast, but she was wearing very tight yoga pants and when she bent over, her ass was nearly visible through them. Even her red g-string was showing through them. Quickly, I ran back into my room, trying not to think of her like that. Why must I be cursed with being a guy? I thought to myself as I laid down on my bed. My phone started buzzing from my night stand. It was Robbie. I just let the voicemail get it as I was too lazy to answer it. Hey man, its Robby, anyway, um,. I saw another bin in the entrance area to back of the school. There would be no hiding there so I waited to see if anyone was down there and finally went for it. Half way down I heard others coming up so I went back up. As I ran by the commons areas I saw that people were in there and they said did you just see that? So I kept going back toward the long steps but people were in the open hall and those in the Commons I heard were coming to. Full panic was set in, stuck nude in a hall in a school. After a few minutes my wife tossed back the curtin and steped out wearing that little black number. She looked fucking hot. I remarked it's kind of short isn't it? She looked at me and the guy next to me and said well I can't be reaching for anything over my head...see then she raised her arms up over her head, the hem came up all the way to the tops of her stockings, she was wearing her eight strap garter belt and we could see almost all eight. She put her arms down but the hem caught on the.