“take them off” I whisper “what?” you reply. “just take them off right here and now and I know you are wearing the lacy black ones”. The l...ook in my eye says it all. Her hands hitch up her long dress skirt and pull her knickers down her shapely legs and they fall on the grass as she steps out of them. “ happy now” she asks “Oh yes thank you”. She wanders back to the flowers leaving her panties on the grass. As she walks away she lifts her skirt flashing her fuckable arse in my direction turning. Without notice, her lips were on mine for a brief moment. It was a kiss initiated by Eva. Was that real or did I just daydream that? I thought. I licked my lips to taste her strawberry lip gloss remains. It... was... real.Eva pointed up; my eyes followed. I smiled guiltily. Due to my procrastination, all of my Christmas decorations were still up--the tree, the lights, and more importantly the mistletoe dangling above our heads.With our faces less than an inch away and my hands still planted on. And when Frank is there,it really is the MASTER bedroom." She gave her lover and suggestivelook, which he answered with a sly grin. So the wives walked us to my room, which had been done over in pink andwhite, and supplied with a small four-poster bed in the same colors,along with ruffled pillows and strongly scented sachets. What she hadpicked for us to put on was a pair of baby doll nighties, filmy nothingsthat were see-through, pale apricot, and lacked matching panties, or forthat matter,. They brought abasket of fresh fruit and jams. My ' Uncle ' Bill came with some freshfruit juice. He looked beat. I said, "Hey Uncle Bill, set down as I getyou a mug of coffee."Bill said with a heavy voice " That sounds wonderfull. What's cooking?"Larry said, "Bobbie is making the sausage and bacon. Barry is on theelectric skillet doing eggs to order. I am doing pancakes. There issyrup, honey, and jams on the table. There is also fruit and choice ofbeverage."My Uncle said, "Sounds great. I am.