And yes, she had intentionally pranced around in only her panties and T-shirt from time to time, because doing so had given her a little thrill in her...tummy.But the little seventh-grader knew full well that these flirtations, although foolish in retrospect, were no justification for that night a few months ago when he had first crept into her room. The night he had first skinned her white cotton panties down her long legs and tossed them aside. The night he had first pushed her little Tee up to. " I had admitted to Jo that on occasion, usually hot days, I'd lounged around the apartment in the nude, but I was by myself, the drapes were closed, and I never tried cooking that way. With Jo in my life, we'd done nudity in private on a much more frequent basis. I enjoy seeing her nude. Quite frankly, she's just pretty to look at.She says the same about me, but she's a lot more touchy-feely when we're naked, too. It's just fun. Loving fun. But I'm not cooking like that.The cooking was limited. Not to tight of a knot, just enough so she knew she wasn't going anywhere. "And just what do you think your doing?" she asked with a grin on her face. Without a word I kissed her and slid my hand into her sweatpants. I found a pleasant surprise, she wasn't wearing any panties and was freshly shaved since last night she had a landing strip. I moved my fingers down her smooth crotch until I found her mound and started rubbing her slit. She was already hot and wet. She let out a soft gasp and I. We both paused for a long second, realizing that we were for all practical purposes naked in front of each other. She looked into my eyes for my reaction as she slowly released her legs from around me sliding down my cock before she was standing again. She looked around and found my trunks floating a few feet away and took my hand, pulling me toward them. She scooped them out of the water and walked us to where the water was knee deep, handing them back to me."That was supposed to cool us down,.