I sat and as she continued to read I 'looked her over' and admired her stockinged legs and her short sleeved black cocktail dress. I estimated her age...at mid sixties and as I looked at her she tossed her short hair, swivelled around in her seat and placed her feet back onto the floor to take a sip from her cup. As she did this I caught a glimpse of her upper thighs and the briefest flash of her white underwear. Now, I'm not one to run around after women nowadays however much I desire them; I'm. If he knows your here....what the hell you'll say if he finds you in the closet....and then you see what he's doing.He's completely naked, his erect cock is large and thick and very hard...and he's going through your old panty drawer. You'd left some panties in there when you left and hadn't even thought about them. He grabs a pair you haven't seen since you were 17 and he brings it to his face. You doubt that he can smell anything, wondering what the fuck is going on. He lowers the panties. Over the last two years we had courted each other like a normal couple, dating, meeting her parents. Jennifer had insisted on finishing school, I had helped her with some of her more interesting papers, even taking her to find relics to back them up. They were taking the archeological world by storm, she was a rising star, already being offered professorships at several universities.I was fast becoming as strong as Merlin in the magical arts, Lillian had sent several of her sisters to train. But there were men all about her, men who were watching her out of the corners of their eyes.Would they see her if she let her hand fall to her lap? Would they see her if she slowly gathered her dress between her legs and began moving her long practiced fingers against her wet seething cunt? Did she dare finger-fuck her cunt in the presence of all those horny men? It was dangerous and depraved. She had to try it!Her fingers seemed to descend between her trembling legs on their own volition, as.