She sat down on the chair and slowly untied her tennis shoes, pulling them off. His eyes glistened as he watched her legs, her smooth and unblemished thighs revealed to him. She pushed down her white anklet socks, and then sat up, looking at him miserably.

"That's good, Mrs. Gee. Now stand up, and lets get rid of those shorts next."

Joanna felt faint as she stood up. Turning away from him, she pushed the waist band of her shorts down off her curved hips, lower down her thighs, and then bent and pushed them down her legs to pool on the floor. Her white panties were visible for only an instant however, since the oversize tee shirt she wore fell around her hips. She was mortified. And at the same time, she was aroused and excited like she hadn't been for months. She hated herself for that weakness.

"OK beautiful, now turn around and pull that shirt up and hold it around your waist. I wanna get a good look at those pretty panties of your!" Rick had again wrapped his hand around his prick, very slowly stroking it as his eyes crawled over her body.

Turning aroudn and closing her eyes, Joanna reached for the bottom of her tee shirt.

"No, open your eyes" He shouted, shocking the beautiful young wife.

"You look at me, bitch. Don't you hide your eyes."

Joanna opened her eyes, and as she lifted her shirt, she couldn't repress a barely audible whimper as she exposed her panties to the man.

Her panties were white and thin, and he could see the darkness of her pussy hair through them. He could hardly wait to open those thighs up and thrust his prick inside of her. Joanna gasped as she saw a thin dribble of precum leak from the head of his prick as he shuddered with lust for her.

"Turn around" he said hoarsely.

Joanna blushed as she slowly turned around, showing the man her panty clad bottom.