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“Gimme back my towel” I barked at her. She just stood there staring and pointed to the towel lying on her bed. I moved closer into the room, closing the door behind me, and grabbed the towel. Now I was only a few feet away from her. I looked at her as if I was angry but was happy to see where her eyes were locked. I dropped the little towel I was holding and let my hard cock fly out in front of me as I grabbed unfolded the bigger one then wrapped it around myself. A quick glimpse only, but her eyes almost popped out of her head. Now that I was covered up again, I stood in front of her, crossed my arms over my chest, looked at her and said. “Okay, strip.” Jenny looked at me totally baffled. “What?” she asked. “Strip.” I said. “Take your clothes off. You got to see me, it’s only fair that I get a good look at you now. So, strip” “But I didn’t…” she started. “How long were you standing in the bathroom watching me in the shower?” I interrupted. “You can’t see anything through those shower doors, babe you know that.” she said. “What about just now?” I asked. “I didn’t see anything I swear!” she protested. I looked at her for a moment with an evil grin, the plan in my head already working. I reached down and undid the towel around my waist, letting it drop to the floor. My cock was hard as stone and popped right out to greet her. Jenny let out a little gasp as she finally got a good look at what she’d been grabbing at all summer. I didn’t give her any time to think and said. “Alright, now you’ve seen it. So, strip” “I… I… I… I…” she stammered. Then I took control. “Five minutes ago, you were ready to jump in the shower with me. Were you going to do that with your clothes on?” “No, I…” she began. “Strip.” I said as I advanced on her again. I moved up close to her and grabbed her shirt by the bottom and began to pull it up. Between my hands pulling at her clothes and my cock all but pressed up against her, her brain, her hormones, and her emotions were having a hard time keeping up with each other. As I was pulling her shirt over her head, leaving her in just her little white bra, she said. “I wasn’t gonna…” I moved closer to her still. My cock now pressing against her tummy. She looked down at it. “Yes, you were” I answered. “What did you think would happen if you jumped in the shower with me?” “ummmm… I….” I leaned forward and put my mouth on hers. She immediately surrendered, closed her eyes and started kissing back. “Oh my god.” she exclaimed. I reached my hands up to her shoulders and pulled the bra straps down. Then I reached around to undo the back let her gorgeous breasts fall free. She offered no resistance at all. She was much bigger than I thought. Almost as big as Jamie. My hands began to tweak, and feel, and massage, and adore her perfect tits. I wouldn’t want her to think I am some kind of pervert, writing erotica in my dotage. So, since she had virtually forced all of this on him, with the understood goal of hers, he after getting babe her in the right position, entered her without lube. She grabbed her ass, still staying slightly bent, and spread herself, putting her sex on display for him. “STEVE DAVIES!” After all, i did just give her the option for panties or not. I abandoned her pussy to lick at her clit full time, as she bucked her hips against my face and sucked me even deeper into her warm mouth.
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I gathered then that she hadn’t changed much as she grew older. She’s also one of the teachers you mentioned. She never attended college and she brags all the time about how that shows how smart she is.” I thought about that, wondering whether that information might be of use to Lt. Flanagan. We were about half an hour from the bungalow when a thought hit me. I had to laugh and I did until Barbara asked me why. “I just realized something. Today is my re-birthday. With all the excitement I completely forgot. I was struck by lightning exactly ten years ago today. I guess that makes me doubly lucky today.” Barbara laughed then, as I stopped at a light, she babe moved over to give me a long hot kiss. Several people honked their horns when the light had turned green and I hadn’t moved an inch. I drove up the lawn all the way to the back door of the bungalow. My dad had built most of it himself back in 1948. It was a simple rectangle with a galley kitchen right at the back door. I turned on the electricity right after carrying my kicking and laughing wife over the threshold. I left her to wander the house while I did the most objectionable job of opening the house—climbing headfirst into the crawlspace to turn the water on at the main. There were always plenty of spiders there and I had seen several black widows there over the years. That was why I ran a long stick around the opening and down the pit to where the valve was located. I also wore an old long-sleeved sweatshirt I had thrown into the trunk just for this purpose.
We sat side by side for a bit and just talked, I don't remember what it was about but I remember loving the sound of her voice. My wife rose and sauntered out of the room. “Are you going to show two lovely ladies a good time?” “December tenth. She was literally dripping. So, first of all, I am not a stud or in shape. I’ll start the shower.” Much like babe her mother I have found.
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