I quickly pulled my eyes from hers and returned to the bright moon. Yet my thoughts were upon her rather than in the ether. I was getting heated and r...alized it was those eyes, I did not want her compassion. I did not need it.Indeed, I wanted to wallow in my own grief and not allow some stranger to draw it out of me."I am a school teacher back at home." Her voice was low, almost raspy but had a seductive tone to it. I had guessed right, what else would a woman with intelligence do in this day. They were terrifyinglysimple and, despite the risks, I knew I had to explore them. Whatscientist wouldn't have?" If there were really such equations, they would be much too dangerousto tinker with," said Martin."I hired Chris, a brilliant young physicist I'd heard about and who hadjust graduated from the university," said Paul, showing no sign he hadheard Martin, "and the two of us set to our task with a passion. It wasweird opening the barn up after a year and dusting off the equipment. Aswe. I thought, this was quite strange as she only wore her nice underwear on special occasions.I rubbed her pussy through the lacy panties, as I pulled down her shorts with my other hand. I was surprised at how wet she already was, but put that down to have been golfing on a hot day for 4 hours. I was pleasantly surprised to find the panties were new to me, a lovely lacy pair of hipster thongs. With just her panties on, I stood behind her, right hand rubbing her mound and my left hand back up top,. I slid my left foot off of my husband's lap and put it on the concrete. I knew full well that by doing so, I would open my legs and give our guest a perfect, unrestricted view up the front of my dress. I was too nervous to look at him for a few seconds but, I could feel his eyes on me. I waited about four seconds before I said to my husband, "Kevin, I need my other foot. I am showing our guest what I am wearing under this dress."I found the courage to look at Phillip and, I was correct; he was.