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At that moment, the two women came bounding down the staircase from the upstairs bedroom, and energetically ran into the living room, jumping up and down in front of Pete and me. We were seated on opposite ends of the large sofa. And the unexpected, middle-age 'cheer leaders' were waving their pompoms in the air, and performing high kicks every so often, just to tease us men, and also to let us see that they didn't have any panties on underneath their extremely-short, pleated cheer leader skirts. Sally and Linda immediately went right into one of their old high school cheer routines. And at the very end of the routine, they both turned around, bent over at the waist, and flipped the rear of their pleated skirts up over their backs, to show Pet and me their bare pussies and butts for just a few moments, before they turned back around, facing us, and launched right into another cheer routine. It seemed to me that Pete was uncomfortable with the situation. 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