She walked behind him into her section of the stable. As he bent over to pick up the first hay bale , her eyes followed as his butt flexed and the mus...les rippled in his back as he picked it up as though it weighed nothing , as he turned she put a hand on his bulging bicep , and said," can you put it outside sweety?"As he walked past carrying the bale she could smell the pheromones in his clean sweat and it made her crazy with lust. As he returned for the next bale he could see a different look. Jumpers, jeans, blouses and I could already see a burgundy bra strap and half a cup down the side of the basket. I really was in for a treat here. I lifted off a few of the more boring items, any outerwear I wasn’t concerned with today. I wanted to find the real treasure, and it didn’t take long. There they were, just buried under a couple of jumpers, one of my favourite of Grace’s panties. Thongs have to be my favourite and this one was black lace. I had seen it on her washing line a few times. He is still deeply affected by the night he saw her masturbating in the shower. He glances into her room and spies her in front of her vanity mirror in nothing but sexy black lace panties. She looks to be admiring the reflection of her own breasts. She then slips on a short light blue nightgown that makes her looks very elegant. This is far more formal than how she usually dresses for bed. Stephen continues to his room as he is becoming overwhelmed.Elizabeth goes down to the living room a few. He looked, tasted and smelled wonderful. It was the most attracted to a man I had ever been in my life. He stood up, grabbed me by the hand and led me into his bedroom. I was terribly excited but a bit unsure of myself and it was his turn to take the lead. He stood in front of me and took his shirt off. Man did he look great! He reached over and helped me pull mine off and then pulled me down on the bed as we started to make out some more. Our shirtless bodies only added to the excitement..