Melissa’s eyes flew open. She sat bolt upright in bed, panting hard. Her body rocked to and fro as she slowly calmed herself down and came to a halt... Breathing heavily, she studied the room and the bed.This was different, she realised.The bed was damp but not wet. She felt the bedclothes between her legs and the sheets were relatively dry. The duvet hadn’t made it off the bed. She tried desperately to remember what had happened but all she could remember was that she looked into a mirror. She. “Yes that is absolutely unforgivable, I can't believe you went through my underwear drawer. It is absolute bullshit that you think I'd be mad,” I replied. “OK sis,” Jeff said. “But did you masturbate into my underwear though?” I asked. Then he just grinned at me. “Well, I didn't see that coming. That's interesting,” I said. He was embarrassed. So I came over to him again and hugged him. “I'm not mad. It's just weird I guess. So when was that though?” I asked. “Like 3 months before we hooked. .here is what happened:In my dream, me and this elderly lady....glasses, gray hair, wrinkles, varicose veins and all...were sharing a hotel room. I think we were colleagues at a business conference. We each had our own beds, of course, but wait....anyways, she had been giving me the flirty, hungry eyes and look all day, and was checking me out in the room before we went to bed, which made me very uncomfortable. She asked me to wear some very tight short-shorts and nothing else to bed, with me. Mom then showed me the see through neglig? that she had purchased for them to wear around the house at night. There were three white ones and three pink ones. They all modeled them for me then Mom asked if they counted as nudity for me. I saw the matching panties that were still on the table and said that the tops would be fine. She smiled and had Lois help her with dinner.Jenny asked me how I liked sex with Lois and I told her that I liked it a lot. She was glad that I liked it and asked me.