After leaving my first wife I thought I would finally start to explore a little bit, I met a guy in MIRC and he was a panty wearer also, we both agree... to meet up and see what happened, we met an outside rural location, we both had on some panties and he was wearing a matching bra as well, we were both very nervous as this was our first time touching a dick other than our own, felt good, it was nice to rub his dick while wearing panties and it felt good to be rubbed as well, we both actually. He talked quietly to her, just making small talk, but Monnie was concerned about her pussy getting wetter by the second. She put her hand between her legs, feeling the wetness as it seeped through her panties. She tried to talk, but no sounds came out, she was only aware of that wetness down there and that feeling that threatened to engulf her. She pressed hard with her fingers, finding her hard clit as it swelled . He wondered if she had put the phone down on him, until he heard her breathing,. “And you absolutely didn’t feel like a ghost,” he added as he reached over and stroked her leg.She got very quiet, then pointed to the traffic passing on the roadway. “Look at the cars,” she said firmly.“Why?” he asked, as he raised himself up to peek over the car. “Oh,” he said as a look of confusion came over his face. “They look weird,” he finally said.“That’s because they’re modern,” she replied. “They aren’t big and boxy like your fifty-one Chevy.”Sam watched the cars for several minutes. " She didn't even look at Arnie; she just kept focused on the oven."Don't worry about the donuts," Arnie said. "I'll get them out of the oven when they're done. Go wait on the customer, please." No," Julie said. She still seemed in a trancelike state, but there was an edge to her voice.The little bell on the counter rang. It meant the customer was getting impatient and wanted service. Arnie thought about ordering Julie to go out there, but he didn't want her lashing out at him like she did.