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Jen Teases her Husband into Panties - II Chapter VIII By Friday Tom wasn't quite so angry with Jen. In fact, whenever his thoughts turned to her, he was aware of a stirring in his crotch. He also thought about that morning when he had again found the panties and bra on the top of his underwear. With a twinge of embarrassment, he noticed he was getting the same stirrings. By lunchtime he'd had several erections and by the time he left work, he'd had several more. Jen noticed the change in him. He didn't go off with a book after dinner. Instead he offered to watch TV with her. Hmmmm, she thought to herself as they settled comfortably on the couch. Was he up for it again, already? She moved her hand to Tom's leg and casually began to explore. After a minute or so she noticed a stirring in his pants and smiled to herself as she wondered what he had been thinking about all day. Certainly not work. She continued to lightly play her fingers on his leg as they watched a show, noticing how Tom shifted in his seat a couple of times. Each time the bulge in his pants was a bit bigger. Her hand inched toward his crotch and after several more minutes, reached the bulge. She heard Tom gasp softly as she touched it and grinned to herself. Three days was about all he could manage. By tomorrow he'd be putty in their hands. Of course it wouldn't do for him to accidentally cum tonight. That would take all the fun out of tomorrow. She had to be careful. "I'm going to get a soda," Jen stated, pushing herself up from the couch. "Would you like anything?" "Uhh... no," Tom replied. Jen went off to the kitchen where she took a coke from the refrigerator. Sitting on the couch with her husband might lead to something so she picked up a magazine and sat down at the table to decide what to do next. After the past couple of nights when Tom had ignored her, she had been surprised to find him so attentive tonight. She'd thought he would still be a little pissed at her. Actually he might have been she thought with a smile, but little Tommy wasn't. She chuckled as she recalled how little Tommy stiffened when she explored Tom's crotch. It was a cute barometer of how horny he was. And tonight the barometer, so to speak, was rising. But she had to be careful though. She and Karen had plans for him; plans he would be more amenable to only if little Tommy was calling the shots. So there would be no orgasm for Tom tonight. But she could still have fun. Just because Tom wasn't going to have an orgasm didn't mean she couldn't. Tom's tongue was going to be very busy tonight. She put the magazine aside and got up, realizing she was getting a bit aroused at the idea of Tom's head between her legs. She thought for a moment and then quickly removed her panties from under her skirt. Leaving them on a chair, she walked back into the living room to where Tom was waiting. "What took you so long?" Tom asked as Jen sat back down, placing her coke on a magazine. "Why?" she retorted with a smile. "Did you miss me?" "Sure." "I'll bet." She turned and snuggled against Tom, making sure her pert breasts pressed into him. "But maybe little Tommy missed me." As she spoke her fingers trailed casually up his pants leg stopping just inches from his crotch. "Did little Tommy miss me?" Her fingers traced light circles on his thigh. "Yes." The bulge in Tom's pants grew as little Tommy stiffened. "Did he miss me yesterday too?" Tom nodded wishing Jen would move her hand to his crotch and touch his now fully erect penis. Instead she continued her playful teasing, lightly running her fingers up and down his inner thigh. Tom's arousal grew. "Well maybe you should come for a visit.... And tell me just how much you missed me." Jen smiled and scooted sideways on the couch as she brought her leg up so that she faced Tom. Her skirt rose up giving Tom a glimpse before she pulled it back down. "Tell me you missed me," she said reaching her arm out and pulling Tom's head down. "That's it," she continued when Tom acquiesced. "Tell me you missed me." She lifted her skirt and draped it over Tom's head as he maneuvered between her legs. "I...I missed you," came a somewhat muffled response. "Good boy.... Now say it again." Jen smiled to herself as Tom repeated his response. Tom wanted her. That was for sure. Well she wanted him too; at least his tongue. "Show me you missed me....give us a little kiss." As she spoke, she directed Tom's face where she wanted it between her legs. "Mmmmm...." she murmured holding Tom's head against her pussy. "Kiss me again....That's it...Now use your tongue..." Then she gave herself to the feelings she was experiencing. Tom worked his tongue as he felt his wife's excitement build. This wasn't exactly what he wanted to be doing but pleasing Jen meant she would hopefully please him too. The anger he had felt for the past couple of days had dissipated now that little Tommy was once again taking charge. For the next few minutes Tom worked magic with his tongue, bringing Jen to an exquisite orgasm. Finally sated, she pushed his head away. "Oooh, that was good," Jen said smiling down at her husband. "How would you like to do that again later?" "I guess..." Tom replied slowly. His tired jaw was aching from the workout it had just had. Wasn't it going to be his turn? As if reading his mind Jen smiled playfully. "Why don't you take those pants off so I can see how little Tommy is doing?" Now Jen had no intention of allowing Tom an orgasm. However, since he was probably going to have a hardon for most of the night anyway, she had decided to take the opportunity and reinforce his being sexually excited with dressing up. First though, she wanted him completely naked as that embarrassment would immediately give her the upper hand. Well Tom didn't need a second invitation. He quickly undid his belt and pulled his pants down, tossing his loafers to the side. Jen smiled when saw little Tommy flopping stiffly about as he took his underpants off. "Your shirt too," she added when Tom turned to her, covJeng himself as best he could with his shirttails. He blushed slightly but proceeded to take his shirt and undershirt off. "Socks too, silly boy.....You look funny wearing nothing but socks." Tom reached down and pulled his socks off, tossing them with the rest of his clothes in a pile on the floor. Now completely naked he sat back, covJeng himself with his hands. Jen smiled. "Stand up," she directed. "I want to see little Tommy." Tom got up, still holding his hands self-consciously in front of his very erect penis. The fact that Jen was still dressed was not lost upon him. "No... no," Jen said taking Tom's wrists. "I want to see little Tommy." She sat forward on the edge of the couch while Tom stood somewhat embarrassed before her, his stiff penis level with her eyes. With a smile she inspected him noting that his erection really wasn't all that big. Then she casually ran her fingers through his pubic hair, tugging several strands and smiling as he jumped. "Hey...." "You're a little bit hairy down here, don't you think?" "I suppose." "Well I think it's yucky. How would you like me to trim it?" "Huh?" "Trim it... Cut some off." "No!" Tom exclaimed realizing what she was talking about. "Are you sure," Jen smiled up at him. "Girls do it... so they don't look gross in a bikini." "I'm not wearing a bikini," Tom replied. "Well what about panties? Bikini panties." Oh jeez. An alarm went off in Tom's head at the mention of panties. "I'm not wearing them either," he quickly added. "Well not right now," Jen teased. "But you might find yourself in them later and I'd think you'd want to look your best." "No, Jen... That's not happening tonight." Damn her! "Are you sure?" she asked with a grin. "Yes dammit! I'm not doing that stuff again." "Ok," Jen said still smiling. "No panties tonight." Her eyes twinkled playfully. "Maybe we can find something else instead." "No," Tom said firmly. "No panties. No bra. No girl's underwear. Period." "Ok...Ok." Jen responded. It was obvious Tom was still bothered by the previous dress up sessions. That was ok. Besides, he might not be able to control himself once he was back in a bra and panties. She would save that for tomorrow. Tonight one of her loose fitting nightgowns might be more appropriate. But that would be later. Now it was still early. There was still an hour or so before bedtime. That would be plenty of time to get Tom into a more cooperative mood. "Well if this little fellow doesn't want to play, you could at least point him someplace else," Jen said, batting Tom's erect penis away from her face. Tom turned and stooped to pick up his underpants from the pile on the floor. However Jen's foot got there first. She didn't want him getting dressed. "Hey," Tom exclaimed. "What are you doing?" "No clothes," Jen said, grinning. "Stay naked....I want to see little Tommy." She patted the couch next to her. "I just didn't want him flapping about in my face." "Ok." Tom sat down, once again covJeng his erection with his hands. "Oh stop being bashful and let me see," Jen said pulling his hands away. "Look at him....Standing at attention." She grinned and added. "Just like the little soldier he wants to be." "Of course our little soldier is out of uniform," she teased. "He may need to be punished." "Jen..." Tom began. He didn't like her reference to a uniform. He remembered all too well what his uniform ended up being, last time. "No panties. Remember?" "I didn't say a word about panties," Jen replied smiling impishly as she ran one finger the length of his penis. "I did mention punishment though." "Huh? What do you mean punishment?" Tom asked warily as Jen continued tracing her finger up and down his erection. If she weren't doing that he might have gotten up. He should have. "Punishment," she repeated, still smiling. "For being out of uniform." Up and down went her finger as she spoke. "I could make him stand at attention all night long..." Her smile turned impish again. "Or just until he changes his mind." "Jen... No." "Don't worry," she responded. "You won't end up in panties." Tom felt relieved. He also felt aroused. Jen's finger continued to trace lightly up and down. Up and down. His penis twitched involuntarily again. "No panties," Jen said with a smile. "I've got something else for you." Oh jeez, Tom thought. What was she up to? "Something else?" "Uh huh." Up..... Down..... "It's a surprise but you'll like it. I promise." Somehow Tom didn't believe her. But then he wasn't about to push her away and get up now. Up... down.... up..... down..... Not with her fingers doing what they were doing to him. It felt so really good. "In a little bit we'll go upstairs," she continued. Up.... down..."and then I'll let you try it on." Oh jeez! "Try what on?" "Your surprise, silly." Dammit. He was going to end up in girl's clothing again. He doubted the surprise was anything else. He knew he should push her hand away, get up and put his clothes back on. However, as Jen had calculated, her teasing fingers were making it very difficult for him to do anything of the sort. Up ... down... up.... down. He felt himself twitch involuntarily as she continued to trace the length of his stiff little penis. "And don't ask again... cause it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you." She smiled into his face. "But you'll like it. I promise." Her smile widened and she added. "And so will this little fellow." "Speaking of this little fellow," she continued after a few moments. "Don't you just love it when he stands at attention like this..... I certainly do." Up .... down .... "But we've got to be careful. No messes down here." She grinned. "After all we don't want the couch to get stained." As she spoke she removed her hand. Tom's stiff little penis poked vainly in the air. "Wait...No, Jen," he protested and reached for her hand. With a giggle she avoided him. "Calm down," she teased. It was cute the way his erection bobbled about. And soon it would be even cuter tenting out one of the nightgowns she had in mind for him. But first she planned to cocktease him some more. It would be a fun test of her power to get him to willingly put on her nightgown. She had to smile. Little did her poor husband know he'd be sleeping in nightgowns from now on. She reached out and grasped Tom's erection; this time quite firmly. The moan escaping Tom's lips made her smile. She glanced down to see the head of his penis poking out of her fist. He really wasn't very big, she thought. More the size of a boy just reaching puberty. He couldn't be bigger than four...maybe four and a half inches. And he was fully erect! Thank god he had a tongue. "Oh yes," Tom whispered excitedly. Thank you lord! She was touching him again. "Careful," Jen teased as Tom raised his hips to push against her hand. "We don't want to make a mess on the couch, now do we?" That was exactly what Tom wanted to do but he realized it wasn't going to happen. "No coming on the couch," Jen admonished letting go and then playfully batting his erect penis. "We could go upstairs," Tom said hopefully. "Upstairs?" Jen smiled impishly. "That's where your surprise is. Do you want your surprise now?" "Err.... I don't know," Tom muttered. He was afraid the damn surprise would lead him back into girls' underwear. He didn't want that. What he wanted was for Jen to keep playing with him until he had an orgasm. "Oh I think you'll like your surprise." Jen grinned. "Part of the surprise is I keep doing this." Her hand went back to his erection. Stroke....stroke..."And the other part is.... Well, you have to go upstairs to find out." "So do you want your surprise now?" she asked as she teasingly removed her hand. Oh jeez. She wasn't playing fair and they both knew it. Tom nodded. They got up and then, with a smile, Jen grasped Tom's erection and proceeded to lead him toward the stairs. "Don't you just love surprises?" Jen exclaimed as they entered the bedroom. "Sure," Tom muttered. Just not this one, he added to himself. However she still had hold of his erect penis so he didn't resist as she tugged him toward her dresser. "There have been a couple of nights this week when you've managed to fall asleep in girls' underwear." She smiled at him. "So tonight I thought you would enjoy falling asleep in a nightgown." She pulled open a drawer. "I've got several that might fit," she continued as she reached down and retrieved a pink flowered chemise. She held it up and nodded approvingly. "Definitely a possibility." Holding it aside, she selected another nightgown. This one was longer and yellow and again had flowers. She held it up. "What do you think?" Oh jeez. Tom groaned quietly to himself. He looked down and saw his erect penis sticking straight out. He didn't stand a chance. "I ... I don't care." "Now Tom," Jen chastised. "Of course you do... You want to look pretty, don't you?" "Jeez," he muttered. "Of course you do." As she spoke she rummaged about and held up a short baby blue nightie. "Here," she said. "Any of these should fit you. So let's see which one you like best." Jen handed Tom the pink flowered chemise. "Hold it up to your chest." Tom did as he was told. "Not too bad," Jen commented. "Go over to the mirror and see how you like it." In a trance, Tom stood in front of the mirror holding the nightgown up against his body. "Do you like it?" "Sure," Tom whispered. Then he was back in front of Jen. She held up the baby blue nightie to his chest and giggled. "Oops....I think this ones a little too short." Tom looked down to see that the nightie barely reached his erection. He was poking out in full view. Jen dropped the baby blue nightie back into the drawer and handed Tom the last nightgown. Dutifully he held it up. At least little Tommy was covered. Over to the mirror he went. "Which one?" "Huh?" "Which one?" Jen repeated. "Which one do you want to wear?" Oh jeez. She wanted him to choose! "Neither?" he answered hopefully. Jen smiled and slowly shook her head. "Uh uhh...I want to know which one you like the best and want to wear tonight." She then looked pointedly at Tom's still very erect penis. "And it looks like little Tommy wants to know too." Tom groaned. Damn her and damn little Tommy! The little fellow had betrayed him again. He wasn't going to escape another dressup session. "That one, I guess" he whispered, pointing with his eyes to the nightgown Jen was holding. "Oh Tom," Jen began with a smile as she admonished him. "You can show more enthusiasm than that. After all, I don't let just any boy wear my nightgowns." Her impish smile widened. "In fact, I do believe you're the very first." "Now ask me nicely. With enthusiasm." Damn her, Tom thought to himself. It was embarrassing enough to be dressing up but to have to ?ask her nicely'? "May I have that nightgown?" "Better..." Jen teased. "But tell me what you want to do with it." Tom's face reddened. "I want to wear it." "You're forgetting something." "Huh?" "There's a special word we use to ask ?nicely' for something, remember?" Tom remembered. "Please," he added. Jen smiled. This was fun. "Now put it all together and ask me again." "Please may I have that nightgown so I can wear it?" Jen smiled. Her cockteasing had paid off. Her husband had just asked to be dressed up! She took the nightgown he was holding and put it back into her drawer. "That was much better. Say it once more," she teased. Damn her, but he didn't argue. "Please may I have the nightgown to wear tonight?" Damn. It was embarrassing to be asking to dressup. "Of course you may." She smiled gaily. "Here, let me help you.... Hold your arms out." Tom did as he was told and Jen slipped the gown over his head and arms and let it drop down. She stepped back to admire him. "Perfect," she said, nodding her head approvingly. Tom's first nightgown certainly wouldn't be his last. She made a mental note to add them to the shopping list for tomorrow. Then she led him over to the mirror. Tom groaned inwardly feeling ashamed when he saw himself. God if anyone ever saw him like this, he'd just about die. Especially with his erection poking out, telling the entire world he was aroused to be doing this. "Oh Tom, you look so adorable," Jen teased. Getting him dressed up had aroused her. It would be nice to have another orgasm. Tom's tongue was in for a workout. "Let me change into a nightgown too," she said heading back to the dresser. She removed her blouse and selected a nightgown. It was the twin to what Tom was wearing; only with light blue flowers instead of pink. Off came her bra and she pulled the gown over her head. Finally she reached under and undid her skirt. With a smile she turned back to Tom. "How do you like it?" She turned so he could get a full view of her. Then she sat on the bed. Tom nodded. He had to admit, Jen looked quite cute in the nightgown. It came down almost to her knees. Being taller, his nightgown ended at mid- thigh. "Well, why don't you come over here?" She patted the bed invitingly. "No. Don't sit," she said. "That's it." Tom stood before her. They both noticed his erection poking out stiffly. Jen giggled. "Oh Tom," she said with a smile. "What am I going to do with this little fellow?" As she spoke she lightly batted at his penis through the gown. Then she moved her hand under the nightgown. She heard Tom gulp as her hand found little Tommy. "One thing you're going to like about wearing a nightgown..." Jen began, smiling widely. "It's very easy for me to find this little guy." Tom gulped again as Jen's teasing fingers explored and played with little Tommy. The first of many spots of pre-cum appeared. "Now do me," Jen directed. She cupped his balls and tugged downward. "Get down here in front of me." Tom sank to his knees as Jen parted her legs and raised the hem of her nightgown. He knew what was expected and buried his face as Jen draped the nightgown over his head. For the next fifteen minutes he busily tongued her. After a while her moans grew stronger as she approached her second orgasm of the night. "That's it," she urged, clamping her thighs around his neck and with Tom tonguing her to ecstasy, she came. When she was finished, Tom pulled his head from between her legs. His tired tongue ached. However he had a different sort of ache elsewhere. It was his turn to have an orgasm and boy was he ready. He was more than ready. After being teased into this damn nightgown and giving her two orgasms, it was only fair that she reciprocate. Jen smiled dreamily and opened her eyes. "Mmmmm... I liked that." She pulled her nightgown down, covering herself and feeling very relaxed and sated. She sensed Tom wasn't and almost felt sorry him. However, he would be much more agreeable tomorrow if he didn't get the relief he was hoping for tonight. "Mmmmmm," she murmured. "You tired me out." She scooted onto her side of the bed and patted the pillow before lying down. "Come join me." Tom climbed into bed and lay down next to her. The nightgown felt funny; like he was all exposed. Then he realized he was and pulled it down, covering himself. Jen meanwhile had turned onto her stomach. "Rub my back." "Huh?" Jeez. Not her back now! When was it going to be his turn? "C'mon... rub my back." She turned and smiled sweetly at him. "Please," she added. Damn... "Ok....But then it's my turn." Tom straddled her legs and began massaging her back and shoulders as Jen moaned contentedly. "Mmmmm.... That feels so good...." For the next few minutes Tom continued the backrub not realizing that Jen had fallen asleep. Chapter IX Tom awoke from his fitful sleep when Jen got out of bed. Through one eye he watched his wife's cute rear as she stretched and walked into the bathroom. While she showered Tom took inventory again. It had been a difficult night. After Jen fell asleep, Tom was somewhat angry as he felt he'd been cheated out of his orgasm. He lay in bed fuming for a while unable to ignore his erection which refused to subside. Slowly though his thoughts turned back to the nightgown he was wearing. He thought about taking it off but little Tommy was quite happy with the status quo. It stayed on and eventually he'd fallen asleep. Now he was awake and still wearing the nightgown. After his experience this week he doubted he'd ever be able to look at girls' underwear ad without getting hard. Speaking of hard, he realized his penis was once again erect. Like it or not, he was getting hooked. The shower stopped and a minute later Jen walked out clad in a towel. He watched as she walked to her bureau, selected underwear and proceeded to put it on, shedding the towel as she did. She turned toward him. "Aren't you getting up?" "I suppose," Tom replied, reluctantly pulling the covers back. He wished she wasn't watching but she was. He sat up on the edge of the bed anyway, feeling a little foolish in her nightgown. He stood and pulled it over his head and tossed it into the hamper. Then he hurried to the bathroom, feeling a little ashamed that little Tommy was leading the way. With Tom gone, Jen retrieved the nightgown he had been wearing and inspected the front. She smiled at the telltale spots, several of which were still damp. He must have had quite a rough night, she thought. Good. That should put him in a most cooperative mood. Her smile grew as she recalled last night and Tom standing before her with his little penis sticking straight out, while she helped him into her nightgown. It was a picture she would remember for a long time. And today, with Karen's help, Tom was going to explore his feminine side a bit more. She went over to his bureau and found his pink bra and matching panties. Let's start the day off right, she said to herself with a smile, placing them on the bed for him. Actually she had decided to have him put on his new underwear this morning as she had drifted off to sleep. It would add to his embarrassment later when Karen arrived. She'd thought about it last night as she drifted off to sleep. This morning Tom was going to get a lesson in how to put on a bra. The shower stopped and a few minutes later Tom appeared. He had nothing on and Jen saw that his penis, dangling between his legs as he came out of the bathroom, was pointing downward for a change. He'd better not have jerked off in there. "Uh uh," she said when Tom approached his bureau. "What?" Tom asked, turning. "You don't need anything from there." She smiled and directed her gaze to the bra and panties on the bed. Tom's eyes followed. Jesus. Not again! "Jen, no..." he began. "I... I can't wear that stuff. "Oh sweetie," Jen said. "Of course you can....I really want you to wear panties today." She smiled at Tom. "You look so adorable in them.... I don't think I've ever seen a boy wearing panties and looking as cute as you do." She picked up the panties from the bed and glanced down at Tom's now semi-erect penis as she approached. "Put them on..." she coaxed. "But... but... it's daytime... People will notice." "Just put them on for a little while. Nobody's going to see them here in the house. Besides, you can take them off if we go out. Ok?" "Tom," Jen's voice became firmer when he hesitated. "Put the panties on. Now." Slowly Tom reached out and took them from her. Damn! He wasn't quite sure why he did but he did. He slipped them over his ankles and pulled them up. As he did he became aware that little Tommy wasn't so little anymore. Jen's face broke into a smile as she watched his penis involuntarily come to life. The poor boy should have jerked off in the shower. "Good," she said with a satisfied smile. "Looks like little Tommy is happy," she teased. "Maybe he'll get lucky later." She smiled and added, "If you cooperate." She held the bra out to her husband and was pleased that he took it without a fuss. It was time for school. "Put it on," she directed. It was obvious Tom wasn't quite sure how to go about that feat. He held the bra up and then had an idea. He wrapped it around his waist like a belt and hooked it. Then he turned it halfway around and began pulling it up his stomach. Jen could barely keep from laughing out loud. When the bra was up to his chest he first pulled one strap out and slipped his arm into it and then did the same with the other. Finally he was done and looked shamefully up at Jen. She was trying hard not to laugh but it was no use. "Jesus, Tom. That's not how a girl puts on her bra." She was smiling broadly at his comical effort. "You've got to learn how to do it the right way. Here, let me show you." As she spoke she pulled her shirt over her head and quickly slipped out of her own bra. "Now look. First you slip your arms thru the straps and hold it up to your breasts. Then you slide your hands along the bra until you have the clasp. Next you reach behind you and arch your back so you can hook the bra together." As she lectured she demonstrated. It only took her a few seconds. "Now you try." Tom pushed the straps off his shoulders and started to slip his arms back out the way he had put them in. "Tom. That's not the way to take it off. Didn't you watch me?" Red faced, Tom stopped what he was doing and reached behind his back. He found the clasp and struggled to undo it. Jen watched and giggled. Finally he was able to get it undone. The bra fell off his chest and down his arms. "Good," Jen said, still smiling broadly. "Now try putting it on the right way." Tom tried to do as she had showed him. First he put his arms through the straps and, raising them up let the bra slide down until it hit his chest. He grasped the bra and slowly inched his fingers back until he found the hooks. It was somewhat embarrassing to be doing this in front of Jen but he knew better than to argue with her. He reached behind his back and began fumbling with the hook. Damn. This was much harder than it looked. He couldn't get the hook to meet the clasp. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he managed to hook something. He let go and amazingly the bra didn't fall off. He looked over at Jen's smiling face. "Close," she said with a laugh. "But there are two hooks. You got the wrong one. Now try again." Grudgingly Tom reached behind his back and, after fumbling about, was able to unhook the bra. Then he began the task of hooking it again. It took a little more than a minute but this time he was able to get first one clasp hooked and then the second one. "Good," Jen said coming over to him and adjusting the bra. She smiled and stepped back. "Now try it again." Tom groaned but complied, reaching behind his back once again. He fumbled about but was able to get it undone and then let the bra slip off. Then he slipped his arms back into the straps again and pulled the bra to his chest. This time his fingers were quicker as he slid them along the bra to the clasp. Again he fumbled as he tried to hook it together but managed to finally get the bra on. This time he adjusted it on his chest as Jen had previously done. "Much better. Now do it once more just to make sure you have the hang of it. After all, practice makes perfect." Tom, for the third time, unhooked the bra and slipped it off. And, for the third time, he slipped it back on. This time he managed to get it hooked in almost a minute. He adjusted the bra and then stood meekly as Jen inspected him. "That was pretty good." Jen smiled at him. "A little more practice and you'll be fine." Her smile widened as she looked pointedly down at Tom's crotch where his erection was poking stiffly against the panties. "And I see you like practicing."