She dropped her fork and four heads went under the table to retrieve it. I mouthed to her. "Panties?"She shook her head yes.When they all came up, one... had the fork, five faces were flushed.She thanked Benny and took the fork from him. She got up and went to get a clean fork. They were in the second drawer across the room. She did a stiff-legged bend, showing the bottom of her panties, as she got the fork. All heads, including mine were turned to watch her. I looked at my friends and they all. But Dad didn't say anything about that."Um, Tammy, I think I can help you... ," he said. His voice sounded a little funny, like he had to clear his throat. I pulled up my shorts and turned around again."Really, Dad? That would be so awesome!" Well, um, first things first. Your Mom would not approve, you know." I know, Daddy. She doesn't want me even thinking about stuff like that. We don't have to tell her, do we?"He smiled. I felt so much more relaxed with the whole conversation when I saw. It was a morning feast for me.A few years back she used to work in some other bank. There the manager trapped her and had an affair with her. One day when she came back from the office she was talking on the phone. She looks like very horny and she was kissing him on the call. She was saying, “I love you.”I just caught her red-handed. She was worried and I was out of control. I gave her a tight slap and broken her phone. After that, there was a big argument at home. The next day she talked to. Even after the 30 days, she would tell me to pull my cock out at crazy-ass weird times (generally semi-private) and get it hard for her, then we would go shopping or something. Or she would just send me in for something “chocolate” because she could, and giggle at the bulge in my pants as she watched me walk in and out of the store. One evening of great fun was when she put a collar around my balls and we went out. We walked through the mall and she tapped my balls on occasion to keep my cock.