The present was a longnightdress in a semisheer satin, pale blue in colour.I stared at it and began to blush as I ran my hands over the softslippery f...bric.She grinned at me. "Well, aren't you going to put it on? It's a presentfor you. The agency's budget doesn't run to this but it's the staff,they give all our patients a nice feminine nightdress to start, toencourage them."I pulled it over my head, aware of the slippery slightly cool feel ofthe fabric as it slid down over my shoulders, breasts. And phoned a Jane Whitaker at the local college, a biology teacher Dave had met the previous week, and arranged to meet her that very afternoon. Must be the rural ethos, I thought ... everyone seemed to have a lot of free time.Which, I had to admit, was a lifestyle I could buy into.In fact, I knew that Ms Whitaker had given up a 'free' period – which is to say, time scheduled for marking and lesson planning, not sitting around chatting – to meet me. Which I might have felt slightly guilty about. He made sure of this by making a rule that any television shows that we watched as a family had to be over by 9:00 at which time he would put on one of his war movies. Being a Navy veteran my dad LOVED classic war movies like 'Tora! Tora! Tora!' and 'Twelve O'clock High'. These movies bored the hell out of the rest of us and the living room usually cleared when he did this. He would stay up into the wee hours of the morning. In fact I don't ever recall seeing him go to bed, he was just there. I was like feeling turned on by the talks. I immediately responded to her and said. How would you like to use it?She immediately pushed me into bushes next to road and grabbed my both had putting them on her boobs. I was breathless for a second. I came back to sense and started kissing her vigorously. We did that for a minute and immediately we started walking to home quick. While I was walking I kept my hand on her back into the saree and she did same caressing one others but holes.We reached.