She set the cup on the counter and struggled with the zipper to get unstuck, after a few painful tugs, she finally freed herself. "This beard has got ...to go!" she said to herself.She found some scissors in a drawer, walked to the bathroom and went to work on her beard. She found a disposable razor and finished the job. She left a large handlebar moustache at first, but decided that she didn't like it. Then she tried different styles each smaller than the last until she was down to a Charlie. When she moved her hand to my bulge she said “lets go to the bed” and backed me away. Brenda sat down on the edge of the bed but still not in a big rush to get naked. As again we kissed passionately as it seemed that she was quite experienced for a 21 year old. Still kissing I began to undo her blouse and then her bra while her hand was working on my zipper.I finally was able to see the beautiful breasts that had to be the nicest one I have ever seen. They had to be at least a 36, her nipples. Sandra had taken to the idea of naturism better than I had originally thought. We had but two of our 'Bare Saturdays' so far but now she would sunbathe out in the backyard nude and was often around the house in just panties or nude altogether. Adam, however, was usually in boxers at minimum, he still was somewhat uncomfortable with his erections, though, to be honest, his mother was enjoying them whenever they happened, just more evidence that my son was growing up.Then, our next Nude Saturday. Phil camethrough the door and said, "Something smells good!" He handed me a bigbundle of flowers. "Darling - these are so very beautiful! 12 red roses! Thank you!" I putthem in water on the dining room table. We sat down and ate a largedinner of steak, salad, rice and tomato, and corn. I had made achocolate cake for dessert. We both enjoyed dinner. I took another pieceof cake, and Phil smiled, "One for the baby?" I smiled and replied in a giggle, "Yes, dear. The little one already hasa sweet.