He stood back to let her walk in front of him. He was determined to watch this middle aged woman whom he had never seen in anything other than denim L...vis and a man's oxford cloth button-down long sleeved shirt.Her little sun dress did little to cover her long legs. The green, almost transparent garment barely covered her butt. That was okay. Her splendidly long legs tensed and rippled as she clip clopped in front of him in medium height cork sandals. Her long reddish brown fishtail braid. She understood I was staring her boobs. She made a coffee and we both sat on sofa and drank the coffee and started to watch TV.All of a sudden in some English movie a sex scene came. We both saw face to face once that scene appeared on the TV screen. I took remote to change the channel. She holds my hand and said “let it be like that we both are not a small child to watch those things we are mature enough to do it” I was shocked hearing her reply to that. Later it was time to sleep. It was. Ashley would lay back and open her legs up for her brother. He would remove her panties and poke around in her pussy for a while until she made him stop. It was one sided because he never showed her his cock. When he was fifteen and she was thirteen he got to check out her tits about once a week along with her pussy but by then he had to let her inspect his cock in return.Ashley and I had a very unique relationship. She told me everything and I do mean everything. She would tell me all about. How about tomorrow evening? I’ll pick you up at 7:00pm.”“Great!” she said.When I went to Biology class, I waited for both Tracey and Michelle to come in. Tracey was like a completely different person just in the way she carried herself. Instead of more or less shuffling in with her head down, she was almost bouncing into class with a big smile on her face. I went over to the table.“Hi, Tracey!” I said.“Hi, Steve!” she said with a huge smile.I lowered my voice so only she and Michelle could hear.