From her perspective –I got to work and as you know I was excited and nervous not knowing if I would see this guy. Of course I did have my sexy body...uit on to feel sexy and like knowing if someone looks close enough they can tell I have it on under my work shirt. Every time someone came in to the store I would look to see if it was him. It was hard to focus on work, thinking how it will be if I see him. Will there be a different vibe or what? Work got a little busy and for a moment I was. "So Jack got up and waddled in his blankets to the wet bar at the side of the room and came back with two strong Kentucky bourbon drinks. He also pushed a battered old couch up near the fire and then built up the fire a bit again. We sat beside each other on the couch and gazed into the fire as we sipped our bourbons. As I said, the drinks were strong, the fire was hot, and we both began to feel the effects quite quickly."You're still shivering some. How 'bout I give you a rub down to help warm. I knew she would come back home without her panties; I was not worried about her naughty behavior. Now I looked at Jenna, my conservative Boss’ wife. A sensual lady in her early fifties, really gorgeous and worth a good fuck. She was a very sensual woman, but she looked as she did not know it.When I greeted her, I remarked that her outfit and the way she looked was hot enough to melt the thickest iceberg off … She laughed, saying I was exaggerating. She slapped my shoulder; but I knew she had. I guess it was to remind us that notonly were we wearing female underwear, but that we were displaying a lotof our underwear in a way that the ladies did not. We took it in turns toget up and serve more pizza or wine when requested by the ladies. Theytook full advantage of our extremely short skirts to fondle our knicker-clad bottoms as we were doing this. It was a sort of game, to emphasisetheir female superiority over us.Mary asked me, "Didi, I see you are wearing pink knickers. Is that.