I reached forward and started touching and fondling them a bit, but not for long. Her nipples were rock hard and pointing right at me, but I had other...things on my mind. I reached down and started to push her panties down. They fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. I pushed her back and sat her on the end of the bed. I looked at her and then reached down and started to touch her pussy. I didn’t really know what I was doing at this point, I’d never even seen a real live pussy up close,. "Are you worried George?" she asked. I nodded. "About your kids or my parents?" Both!" I replied. "I mean, the past week has been a fabulous dream. I dread having to wake up to realities. I know I shouldn't but I do!"In the end, my kids handled it better than I'd expected - better and very different from what I'd expected, I should say. They all looked rather surprised when they saw both of us at the train station, but then Lydia spotted Melissa's ring and she let out a piercing squeal "You're. Without your sweats on." There. I said it. If she was shocked, or angry, or furious at me, she didn't show it. She just stared at me with those beautiful eyes. I gulped. The silence lasted only seconds, but it felt like hours. I was finally put out of my misery when Kelly gave me a hint of a smile. "I knew you were checking me out," she said. "I saw you in a mirror when I was up on the ladder." "Guilty," I said. Kelly smiled and turned around. She didn't say a word. I instinctively looked down. We sat at the same table as the day before, with papers spread over it ready for more of her notes. She put the book I had brought her on top of the papers and said "I suppose I should read this before asking you any more questions?"I looked at her "Before anything else I need to talk to you about my wife, I want everything to be clear between us." I cleared my throat, "I don't think I'm being presumptuous when I say that I think you fancy me, a little?" She nodded slightly, keeping her eyes on.