But with no proof or acknowledgement from me, he pushed the thought of any tampering away, taking another sip. Fuck it felt good seeing my husband ing...est his own son’s cum! I was even more horny now, especially knowing that after all the teasing and showing off of my legs and ass, our two guests were most certainly going to be keeping a careful eye on me. I was determined to flirt with Chris even more now; make them eat their hearts out before the night was over. To start, I casually propped my. I hadn't noticed that she had left dressed in a low-cut ball gown with the stole wrapped round her shoulders. I hadn't really looked at Lynn earlier because I was so wound up about the prospect of spending an evening with Eve. I had thanked Lynn for preparing the meal for us. Lynn had left shortly before Eve arrived. Lynn had been going with some of her old friends to a Chamber of Commerce dinner dance. That explained the ball gown that was caressing my naked legs.Lynn picked me up and placed. “That was simply marvelous,” she said. “That went straight to the center of me. I feel so open and wet. Wasn’t that simply wonderful and sensuous, Petey?”Yes, I caught what she was saying about my poetry making her wet. I already made her wet and I hadn’t even fucked her yet.While still clawing at my sleeve, she had turned to the young man sitting beside her—or, rather, who was slouched in the chair beside her. I could tell from his eyes that he wasn’t fully here. In any event, he didn’t. The contours of my breasts were vaguely discernible but my hard nipples were quite prominent. Although a little on the small side, it could be drawn over just enough to cover most of my upper body. I also knew that if the light in the room was quite bright it would be almost see though. I played with the outfit to see different effects as I often do before I go out. Dave could not help but comment on my performance as he fiddled with the lighting, and photographed me as I teased him as to what.