Beth joined in Fred's laughter, the infection gladly caught and as George started his dance, her soft chuckles continued.  She loved the playful yet sexy dance, it stirred her in more ways than one.  It lightened her heart and also made her hands itch to reach out and touch him.  As he pulled her to her feet her eyes flashed with the heated desire coiling in her tummy, sparkling with the same playfulness and yet also challenging him too.... as she wondered if he had the hutzpa to ask what she thought he might.  She shook her head as he did, laughing again, not because she wouldn't want to do it, but rather at the delight in her head that her thoughts materialised in his words.<br/><br/>She watched him for a moment and then joined in the shimmy, pushing her panties off her hips and down onto her thighs.  She felt the cool air on her damp lips, the bare flesh feeling even sexier than ever.  As they fell to the floor and she stepped out of them Beth knelt, his rampant cock in front of her face and the smell of his sex in her nostrils.  Turning the panties round and spreading first one opening and then the other for him to step into she looked up into his face, "I think you may have a problem fitting into them George, they weren't designed for hungry hard cocks." Beth grinned, and kissed the swollen tip in front of her fleetingly, as she stood up dragging the silky lace up his calves to his knees and delighting in the feeling of his velvet skin brushing on hers, "All yours buddy.." she said aloud, and then added softly for just him to hear, "They're rather damp I'm afraid too......"<br/><br/>Stepping back a little, standing naked in front of him, as his hands reached down to pull up her panties Beth felt the drift of warm air as he exhaled, the goose bumps raising on her arms and little shivers of delight sparking through her frame. There was something rather sexy about the small wisp of fabric over his cock, it made it seem bigger almost, and more desperate to escape and be put into action.