There was no direct blood relationship involved in their improvised couplings so there was no sense of incest in their passionate nocturnal fumbling i... the darkened bedrooms. Sometimes, their decisions about switching partners were made in lust-driven experiments with the sounds of panting and groaning filling the large house with an atmosphere of frenzied sex. The spirit of excitement was heightened under the light of the voyeuristic moon after all the lamps were turned off for the final time. Bending down I found that I had stepped a little past her and I backed up slowly until I could see better.I thought she looked about sixteen or seventeen, from one of the local high schools according to the letter on and the colors of her sweater. She had long rich brown hair that fell across her shoulders, the ends on the front of her sweater lay across the slope of her breast and ended with a soft curl towards her neck and chin. She had once had bangs, but they were growing out and now the. Later when I got home I was still pondering what she wanted. She was in her mid 40s. Easily 15-20 yrs older than me. I called the number She answered and gave me her address. She said her ex had the c***dren and for me to come over. I got showered and headed to her place. When I got there she answered in a robe and said she was heading for the hot tub. I said I didn't bring my suit...I didn't know. She said no worries... We went into a gorgeous backyard and the hot tub was emitting steam. I. She was as usual looking damn hot in red sleeveless salwar suit with deep neck and back. I greeted her and she smiled and asked me to come inside. We went in and sat, she started talking about usual things about the school studies etc. I was staring at her heavy breasts she noticed that and the situation became awkward but she ignored that. We studied some basics and left. Everything was going alright for some days and I studied alone there sincerely.But one day it was raining heavily and I.