I thought about jerking off to relieve the tension, but decided not to. It wasn't a regular hobby of mine since I preferred a woman to do that for me....I drifted off to sleep with images of that slim body moving in syncopation with mine, thinking that it would only remain forever a dream.The next morning I woke up quietly, but with a raging hard-on, my usual morning-wood. To my consternation I was uncovered and since I never slept in underwear, was wiggling my dick to the whole room. The room in. I thought about it for a few minutes; it would be fun but I wondered what their reaction would be if I did actually grab all my things and join them there. It was a last minute decision but I did grab all my things and go into the men’s changing room. I knew the layout because it was my job to check the rooms before locking up. They were all in showering when I walked in and found an empty locker in full view of the shower. I turned my back on them as I undressed and took a deep breath as I. He studies me and then walks in to surprise Henrietta. "You both look stunning." He says."Thank you George." we say in unison. He lifts our skirts to see what panties we are wearing."Will you be here this evening?" We shake our heads."We are going to a club for CDs like ourselves and probably won't be back till late." How late?" He asks. "Probably about 11 to 12." Henrietta tells him. "I finish at 11." He tells us. "Can I wait for you to get home. I will wait in the car." He looks at Henrietta.. I'd made another of his favorite meals and he acknowledged it. We had some conversation during our dinner and it helped me get a grip on my nerves. I wasn't looking forward to what was to come. In fact, I dreaded it. My conversation with Ginny had helped, but I still couldn't imagine how this was all going to turn out.I didn't have a second drink. I don't think I could have held it down. I needed all my wits about me. Alcohol was only false courage. Ginny taught me that. She was an alcoholic. A.