I recognized the panties that Tom had a put out on the bed. I wondered if they were for him or me. I was so very pleased when he handed that pair of M...rtha’s black satin panties to me. He had brought these same panties along for me when we had met at my house. That pair was among my favorites, along with the throw-offs his wife had been getting rid of that Tom was thoughtful enough to give to me. I have to admit that wearing anything of Marsha’s was a turn on for me.Those satin panties felt so. I could smell it. Distinctly. Could Shelley?I was about to panic when Shelley returned her hand to my ass and began cleaning once again. Using her free hand, she would spread me to provide better access. I can't explain why, but I was loving this. Never before had I felt so exposed or vulnerable nor had I ever been so aroused. I'm not sure I would have admitted it at the time, but I was secretly, inwardly thrilled that Shelley was behind me seeing me this way."Oh, yes. This is coming off better. "I can't tell the front from the back of the darn stuff."He smiled as he helped her out of the nightie. "Okay. That's what I'm here for." Daddy," Dana said timidly as she lifted her arms for him, "I think there's something I should tell you." Oh? What's that?" There was a catch in his throat as he tossed the gown aside and stared at his daughter's tremendous tits and ringlet-covered cunt.She lowered her arms and tilted her face in his direction. "I hope you won't be mad, but I asked Nurse Sims. The next thing I knew, I was again waking up; this time it seemed more normal. There was noise, and sunlight leaked through the shades helping me remember where I was. The warm quilt was all that weighed me down. The sound was a banging on the door and a frantic voice calling my name.“I’m coming!” I called as I got out of bed, discovering my underwear on the floor. Remembering the dream, I expected to find semen residue on my boxers or the sheets, but saw nothing. Urged on by the resumed.