He shook off the feeling as he dove into the food.They ate in silence, stealing glances at each other occasionally. She checked out his beautiful eyes... he checked out, well, pretty much everything on her. At least what he could see above the table, anyway.Emma finished her fruit first and made Bruiser his breakfast while Brent finished. She whistled with fingers between her lips. The whistle was piercingly loud and startled Brent a bit, but Emma didn’t seem to notice.“Bruiser! Here, boy!” she. She forgot about them until she was back in the house, and was by then pressed for time to catch her train, so she put on another pair. When she came home from work that afternoon they weren't there any more, and she just assumed some boy had found them. She didn't realize Gordon was watching her search, and stroking himself into the missing knickers.Before leaving for work she had sent Gordon an email with photos from the evening session, but had made no mention of the choice she had been. I had some money from Diane’s insurance. After I divided it out to other beneficiaries according to her wishes, it left me with a nice amount, though I was not rich enough to hire another woman, even if it might be nice to have both of them running around here naked with me. I had to laugh at that thought. The thought of free massages was a plus, though.Ella returned the following week, as arranged. She stripped off her clothes and went to work cleaning and dusting. She was washing up the pan. The way he had sat, and then leaned forward, had moved his pants such that when he stood he had little room.Jackie let out a laugh before clapping a hand to her mouth and looking over her shoulder. They both listened for a moment, and then she turned towards him and stepped further into the living room."Mr. Harris?"He could feel himself blushing. "Yes Jackie?" Do you have a thing for my panties?"He raised an eyebrow, and then realized he probably couldn't pull it off if his face was as red as.