I stared at her and my penisstarted growing erect. Janet looked at the bulge inmy panties and giggled. "Take off your panties,Tammy." I'd rather not."...anet giggled and got into her pajamas. She crawledinto bed while I remained standing in my panties.Then I turned away from her and slipped out of mypanties. I put on Janet's old pajamas and got intobed with Janet."Good night, Tammy," Janet whispered."Good night, Janet," I replied. Chapter 5I woke up the next morning and knew that I was in. To my surprise the pub was busy, full of office workers with nothing better to do than drink shots and be obnoxious. The evening snow came as predicted, and the bonus was this cleared the workers out, worried they would miss their last train home. This left around half a dozen people in the pub about 9pm, presumably all very local and to my surprise this included my next door neighbours son, Craig, who had very recently only turned 18, and his pal. I didn’t know him that well, only ever really. Sir Harold cast his restraining trousers to the side and mounted his scheming wife with astonishing vigor for a man in his sixties. Somewhere between her first and second orgasm, Sir Harold discarded the idea of keeping his spouse from her archeological endeavors in the unnamed tomb located a short distance from the "Black Pyramid" of the Pharaoh.Ramses, the younger brother of the deceased Akmed, stuck his head in the tent to advise his employer of a new corridor located directly under the. ‘We…the storm…’ ‘I think the two of you should go upstairs, take off those wet clothes, and take a warm bath,’ Brenda said, adopting a surprisingly maternal tone. She also had a twinkle in her eye. ‘We sure don’t want you catching cold, do we?’ ‘Ah…no…I…I guess we…we don’t,’ her mother replied. ‘Come on, Jason, let’s go upstairs and do what Brenda says. She’s right, we don’t want to catch cold, do we?’ ‘Ah…no…I…I guess not,’ Jason replied. ‘I wonder if Brenda would mind if her mother and I took.