Teresa could definitely tell that I needed some time to recover before the grand finale. She just looked amazing standing there half-clothed in front of me. A devilish grin crossed her sweet lips and I knew something was up.
"How about a little dance, Joe?" she asked tauntingly.
How could I say no? With no further input from me, she began to sway her hips to an imaginary beat that only she and I could hear. Her breasts jiggled as she moved faster then slower. She slid a hand down to her pants as her other one teased a nipple. Slowly, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off effortlessly. I gawked in amazement at her long legs and beautiful thighs. She was amazing, no doubt about it. She continued her assault on her breast as her other hand dipped into her panties. I could see her massaging her clit as some small whimpers began to pass her lips. I could feel myself rising again.