No idea who sent it. You going to the party?” asked John.“I was,” Tom replied, “but I’m bushed. Anne’s not that keen, so I think we’ll s...tay at home.”“Me too,” added John, “I’ve a very early start tomorrow.”When he got home, He had a shower, and packed a large suitcase and a cabin bag before taking his briefcase to the study. There he saw the answer-phone light blinking. He pressed ‘playback’.“Hey, John, sorry I missed you. Just to remind you about the party. Carol is very keen you come, see you. ” I thought that hearing that phrase again might be a turn-on for her and when I saw her close her eyes for a moment and take a sudden breath through her mouth I knew I’d been right. “Take off everything but your panties.” It didn’t take long for her to shed her clothing, especially since she’d been barefoot when I came in, and when she was done she immediately assumed what she knew to be my preferred position for her, with her hands behind her head and her feet apart. Her panties were some. ”As I had chosen to do lately, I had on biking shorts as they kept my dick and balls securely in place. I tried a jockstrap with no success. Boxer briefs do ok, but I’ve noticed that I still don’t feel as securely held as I do in biking shorts. I turned around slowly so those with them see I couldn’t hide anything in my shorts, and that was all I had on presently.I watched as the Treasury people, except for one woman, headed directly to my dad’s office. I heard them banging around, and then the. My briefs are now at my feet, she removes them and rubs her breasts back up my body. Standing once again, she reaches for the bottle of liquid soap. Squirting the orange blossom scented soap across her breasts, she rubs it into a lather. I watch as she her hands explore her supple body, stimulating herself. Her nipples harden under her touch, her sweet nectar trickles from her slit. Stepping under the shower head opposite of me, she rinses the soap from her body. I watch as the water cascades.