Jane was chatting to my wife telling her her husband was away on a football trip for the weekend. My wife told her she was just off as well, on a pamper weekend with her sister. I saw Jane smile to herself when she realised both our spouses were away. Later that evening there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood Jane with a holdall. "Theres your outfit for the evening....Put it on and come round in an hour".

Lorna came into my office. She was picking up some new stationary Id printed for her husband Steve,. Id known Lorna longer than Id known Steve, and she was good friends with my wife, Anita. She sat down and I offered her a cup of tea. It was a Friday evening and wed arranged for her to collect this work on her way home from her office as it was close by.

I watched from the window upstairs as Jane next door put out her washing. Shirts, skirts hubbys underpants. Then i saw them - her sexy satin panties. A few white pairs one black and a cream pair. She went back inside and closed the door. A few minutes later I heard her car pulling away. I gave it a few minutes then went out into my garden. I peered over the short dividing fence at her washing. I felt my cock stir as I stared at her underwear.

This is a repost of a message I wrote a few years ago. Ive been thinking about it lately and thought others might enjoy it. As always, comments are welcome. More and more over the last few months, my thoughts have drifted back to an event that happened to me some eight years ago. Comments are welcome. I was a National Guardsman from a Northwestern state. My unit was called up for duty in the Gulf War and I spent from November 1990 to April 1991 in Saudi Arabia and Kuwait.