Her palms skimmed up his chest, once the last button was undone, then stroked along his shoulders. Her hands slid down his arms until the shirt fell t...o the floor to join hers. He stood there as she took her time devouring him with her eyes, taking her time to follow the curves and contours of his muscles which rippled with his slightest movement, yet when she reached for his pants he stopped her."Nah-uh, my turn." With a purr his eyes dropped to her skimpy halter top, the only thing keeping him. Nap. After the nap we washed the massage oil off of each other. We dressed for dinner. Carol put on a new outfit. There was a silk collar around her neck and it supported two gauze strips that came over her breasts and down to her stomach. They fluttered without any fasteners. Her bottom was a pair of loose harem pants, slung very low to the top of her mound. She looked beautiful. I wore a white linen shirt and pants. We went down and ordered a pre-dinner Martini. The bartender kept peeking at. “So, why don’t you girls all go and get dressed and meet me and grandma in the garage.”The girls scattered, their little bare butts wiggling as they ran. I looked at grandma and wiggled my eyebrows at the sexy, mature, naked lady.“Paul, do you think that I should get dressed too?”“Gwen as much as I hate to say it, yes, you should get dressed too. I have an idea for the mom’s gift and I will need your help selling it to the girls.”“What were you thinking?”“I have ordered a gold necklace for each. Kind of a "I've seen it all and I'm an Alpha" kind of attitude. We invited him in and enjoyed a drink, although "enjoyed" is a term I use liberally.As usual the conversation turned to our experiences and sure enough he wanted us to know he was the top dog. I smiled and stared at him. Her returned my stare for a moment or two before breaking it off and looking away. I knew in that moment what he was full of.As the evening went on and we grew more comfortable my wife undid her top, a very nice.