I sat beside her first rubbing her shoulders thru her T-shirt. After about five minutes of this she announces that's not helping, and pulls her t-shir...t up so I can rub directly onto her back. While doing this I say I may as well rub her legs too. So I move to sit between her feet and start rubbing up the backs of her legs.I rub the backs of her calf muscles & make my way up her thighs. Its only now that I realise I can see her pussy thru the side of the boxers. I try not get caught out and keep. Definitely red. I'll bet - on my life - Ms Prim and Proper is dreaming about her sexy, naughty red lingerie inside. And those panties - will most definitely be red." "Hey, come on," he drawled. "Just because you're my girl you've got, what? A sexth sense? You don't know what colour her undies are, and neither do I. All we can do is extrapolate. Exhibit A:" He gesticulated with his spam-laden fork. "Headmaster's daughter, good Catholic girl, the kind of date you can bring home to mother. Even. I'm horny," she laughed, having said that just as we heard the sound of mom's car pulling up in the drive. "Ah ... that must be Bella," she said perhaps slightly relieved, and though our conversation hadn't been exactly awkward in any way ... I was now getting a bit turned on myself ... so it was definitely time to change the subject. Bella came walking in to the sitting room where we were moments later carrying an arm full of shopping bags, walking over first kissing me on the cheek, and then. ’ She looked pointedly at me when she said that.‘What?’ I said raising my eyebrows.‘You know very well what I mean.’ she said knowingly.I had a pretty good idea what she was talking about but didn’t dare mention it in case I was wrong.‘Do I have to spell it out for you? The wash-basket? My panties?’I closed my eyes cringing inwardly. She laughed softly.‘It’s a good thing I do the washing in this house!’ then her voice got a little more serious. ‘But do be careful. When you’ve finished.