I confessed that I had the nightie in my car and that I was giving it back to her. She seemed puzzled. I could tell she was trying to read my face. ...I fidgeted a bit, “something happened to it.” She looked surprised and annoyed. “What happened, is it ruined?” “Well no not exactly.” “What is that supposed to mean? You know what, let’s just go out to your car and you can give it to me.” I took a deep breath and nodded. “What was I thinking giving you something like that while you were. " I sat down in the den to contemplate my reply, and soon decided that despite being tired, Patty excited me to the point I wanted to see if/where it might go. I wrote, "Sounds like a dare to me, Ma'am...see you at 7:00."I went home, showered up, washed my Corvette, put on a decent pair of shorts and a white dress shirt, and rumbled into Louise's drivway at 6:59. Patty's car was in the driveway, so I walked in and announced my arrival. She emerged from the kitchen with two glasses of lemonade,. Wo boli acha mene ha bol kar aur zor se masalne laga aur ek hath se blouse k kinaro k unadar tak aagae aur piche aur ek hath se peticot ke unard tak maslne laga wo boli kia kar rahe ho ye mene kuch jaawab nahi diya aur masalta raha aur unki sanse garam hone lagi aur mujhe bhi maza aa raha tha piche se unko chipak gaya aur masalne laga wo aur zada aanhe bharne lagi mera lund unko touch kar raha tha aur wo bhi piche ki taraf hone lagi. Mene hath unke boobs pe touch karne laaga maslne laga fir zor. A few mornings after all of the women surrounding Philip had given birth except for Beverly, he stopped by her desk on his work into his personal office and chatted his personal secretary up for a few minutes. Philip loved how sexy Beverly looked in her advanced state of pregnancy, being about 6 months along or so. He'd thoroughly enjoyed how classy Beverly had dressed as she'd begun to show her advancing state of expectant motherhood and he asked her how she was feeling now that she was about.