Moisture was seeping through the thin cotton of my panties, I was tingling like crazy and I wanted to rub myself.Well, maybe I would. But that didn't ...hange anything. It still wouldn't work with him, and I had my life on track and I wouldn't give that up for anything.I picked at my salad, not finding anything interesting. It was my favorite restaurant but I wasn't very hungry.Wilson frowned at me across the table. "You should get a box and take that home. It cost thirteen dollars." I'm sorry.". ". I had to focus!! He laughed."Still on for today then Mrs Wright?" Oh yeh, sure Mike, what time?" In about half an hour if that's ok...?"I could hear the smile on his lips. How could he know what I was doing?! No, that's ridiculous. Get a grip!"Yes! Umm.. that would be fine. See you then". Click. The tension in my body had not been resolved, in fact, the phone call had made my pulse race even more. I guess I should get dressed... then I remembered, the washing! I had no underwear left, but it. I began to hatch a plan.When I got to work, I brought up my calendar for the day of the massage, blocked 1 to 3 and marked it "out of the office". Whether or not I could actually pull this off depended on a lot of factors. Could I sneak into the backyard without anyone seeing me? Would they do the massage in the basement or first floor where I could see them? Would I have the nerve to actually try to watch?The morning of the massage I went into the basement before leaving for work, the most. Finally this was it. Jessica had the whole next week off. That with two weekends gave her nine days, nine days to adjust to all she was about to experience. She was nervous, it was what she wanted but it was like getting scared before you walk down the aisle. It was as if she was getting married with a little extra added stress for good measure. She left work and went home, her home. She knew she wouldn’t be there much longer, she knew that she and Paul would start their life together. She told.