But I love my Dad as much as you do, so I'd never tell him." Greg couldn't even face her as he said it.It took a couple of months before it happened a...ain, but once it did, it became a regular thing. Like clockwork as soon as Ted was out of town, Greg was in his mother's bed. For her it was only a pale substitute for what she'd get from her husband, but Greg was younger and could keep going longer so it wasn't without its benefits. But on the other hand the guilt and the fact that he had to go. And with no TV she took her phone and played candy crush, she got bored of it too and opened her email where she saw one message from a lady called Arti who was much younger than Sneha. Arti was just 19 and Sneha was 37.The Email was all about how she liked the story and Sneha replied and soon they got in a typical girlie conversation. That conversation soon moved to hangouts chats on Sneha’s ID of The conversation soon moved to their sex lives and Sneha realized that she had taken off the crop. And he did – he used to wear these stolen panties to work, and that gave him such a rush. He would present his projects in meetings wearing those silky undergarments from his wife’s friends. No one knew that him, a successful businessman, was wearing stolen panties and that deep down he was a pantyboy, a sissy who wanted to be dominated. Sometimes he thought he wanted to be caught, to be punished for his misdemeanors. Some of the friends of his wife were complaining that there was a panty thief. . but..." Well, alright," she shrugged, "I don't really have time anyway." Shefinished her own nails while Leslie sat silently.She doffed her dress and, after putting on a satiny black slip, selectedan elegant black cocktail frock from her closet and slipped it on,followed by a pair of black patent spike-heeled sandals. She sat beforeher boudoir mirror and did her makeup, then donned earrings and braceletand touched up her hair, while Leslie continued to watch.She picked up her evening bag and.