I was exhausted and felt amazing. I drifted back to sleep.I woke up in the morning determined to get my own bra and panties. I went to Kohls and went ...o the mens section. The suits were across from the lingerie section. I browsed the suits and looked around to see if anyone was watching. It looked empty and I walked in the lingerie section for the first time. My heart was beating so fast as I was surrounded by racks of bras and endless stacks of panties. I want to look at everything but was I. " She breathed. "Mommy said you looked fantastic. She wasn't kidding."He moved to take her in his arms, but a hand on his chest held him back. When he started to ask, she placed a finger over his lips."Let me take care of everything, daddy. You deserve it."With that, she stepped around him. She unbelted and removed his robe. That got hung on a hook in the bathroom area. She directed him to slip his shoes off, and kicked those to the side. Taking his hand, she led him outside. When he paused at. The TV that evening was of course the usual re-run of 'The Guns of Navarone' and '633 Squadron', while we waited for midnight and the annual televised display of the Scots celebrating Hogmanay. Actually, I really liked the music of Jimmy Shand and his band, and thought Moira Anderson had a wonderful voice, but normally by the time they came on, it was heading towards one o'clock in the morning and I was yearning for my bed.Once Mum and Dad had turned a few coins over, brought in some coal, and. "Shhhh... please keep reading..." She does. No one else can see... it is a large book covering her lap. She feels my touch, tracing lightly on her skin, under the book. herr voice is unsteady, and she has to pause occasionally... Her voice betrays her arousal, contrary to her faux protestations... "Please... oh, no." Finally, my finger is exploring under the seam of her panties. Warmth and wetness. She feels my finger circle her clit, lightly... slowly. Her mouth is dry... it is hard now to.