When the music started and the couples starteddancing, I could see why Janet insisted that I wear a matching panty. Mostof the girls wore the same typ... skirt that I had on, and when the guystwirled the girls around, the girls panties always showed. A very tall guycame over and took my hand, and while I wasn't eager top join him, Icouldn't see a way to decline, so I went with him to the dance floor. He wasa very good dancer, and the music seemed to make it easy to follow him. Isaw Janet several. Once in Bettys kitchen i saw that the washing machine was stopped mid-cycle and so i started to investigate. I soon ascertained that the machine wasn't draining, I crawled on my back into the cabinet next to the washing machine and started investigating the drain pipe, meanwhile Betty was standing over me watching, I realised that i had a fairly good view up her knee length summer skirt and caught glimpses of her big white cotton granny panties. I then felt my cock starting to stir in my shorts. I’ve known her for 14 years now. She was 25 or 26 at the time and new to town. She had finished her high school and college days as the head cheerleader and then went on to join Tampa Bay’s football squad. Unfortunately, a knee injury shortened that career and brought her here to teach and coach in our thriving little town. Being a TB fan, dad knew about Lisa long before he’d ever met the woman because, in his mind, she was the woman. Having already become familiar with “her body of work” (he. Her physical and mental scars had been with her all her life, and this trip had only reinforced her resolve to never leave her home again. It had seemed doomed from the start. First she almost missed her connection in New York, and weather had delayed their landing in London by almost two hours. A high terrorist alert level had made her time in customs hell on earth and it had been late in the day before she ever reached her hotel. The bed had been the only good part, and she had slept for over.