I looked directly at him but he wasn’t looking, he turned his head and caught my eye, slowly a smirk started to turn up the corners of of his mouth ...nd I felt my cheeks flush and my pussy contract. I broke the eye contact when I saw his eyes zero in on my expression, I dipped my head down lower so he couldn’t see me. He had looked at me like he had wanted to eat me and I really wanted him too.The weekend took ages to pass but finally now it was Monday morning and I was eager to get to. That was a little disappointing.Abby had gone over to a row of well-lighted large mirrors behind a longtable on the far wall of the locker room. He was sitting and applyinglipstick and eye makeup, with his back to me.I removed my trousers. My willie was stiff and had even wormed its wayout of the flap of my boxers.I stood naked pondering one of The Panty Life's truly basic questions.How was I going to get my frilly silk panties on over a stiff peenie?"I see your problem, Tony," Abby said. He. Now that he was working on the outside, he could look at the conflict from an outsider's point of view and he saw that the way to peace was still lined with landmines both literally and metaphorically.Tonight he was meeting Molly at the same pub where they had first had a drink in the midst of unsuspecting young people far too young to know the dangers that lurked all around them. He was old enough to draw the attention of some of the old-timers but no hint of recognition in their piercing. We had only said hi to each other a couple of times, and this was the first time that I had seen her at home during the day. Anyway, as I was saying, I was clearing out our summer house, having taken a few days off work to settle in to the house, and my girlfriend was at work. Although I'm happy with her, frankly we hadn't had a lot of sex recently (moving is stressful!) and I was planning on putting on one of our old "home movies" and having a wank before she got home. Little did I know that I.