But when the customary hugs-and-kisses came about I made it a point to slowly slide my hands and palms over her love handles in a more caressing manne... while my other hand made it to her bra clips so I can leverage her into me to feel her breasts meet my chest. God! I was in heaven. (Kinda hard - another pun, though, as my wife was in the back seat with my daughter.)So the rest of the trip was uneventful and as we arrived at our place we just helped them unpack. But with me and my panty fetish. If we weren't, then I would be all over you!" She slowly nodded and finished her plate. She stood up and walked over to me, her serious tone shifted to an impish grin. "So wanna go see a movie then tonight? Lets pretend we're dating, I mean honestly you never even had a girlfriend before. I think it would be good for you." I had no idea what angle she was playing at, so I nodded and tagged along. We picked out a romantic comedy and went on our pretend date. During the movie she had her hand on. Then I untied the knot of her bra. Now I can see sides of her boobsbeing popped out. I rubbed my palm on her back slightly above her hips for sometime. Then I brought my palm quite above and near her boobs.I was getting aroused touching the side of her boobs. Ipressed them and massaged them. Chachi was bit relaxed. Her eyes wereclosed. When I finished massaging herback, I told chachi to turn back. She began to tie the knot of her bra. Iimmediately stopped chachi from wearing her bra and told. It wasn’t more than a couple of miles before she fell asleep.Trace kept glancing back in his rearview mirror to make sure his beauty was really sleeping. The little sleeping pills had done their job nicely. He had long dreamed and prepared for just this opportunity. The fact he knew Celia was even better. She was the kind of woman he had always wanted: beautiful and intelligent. She was just a little too independent for his taste. But he knew he could fix that with a little bit of that old.