It can happen at any time during the day. You might spot a pretty young girl in jeans. She is faced away from you and for some reason bends over to pi...k something up. This action gives you a heavenly view of her jean-covered ass and as she bends over you spot the faint outline of her bikini panties. You react—in your pants your penis stirs and begins to harden. It passes and you continue your day. Later you lay alone on your bed or couch. As you relax you recall the trigger clearly as if it. Stephanie said you could see through the keyhole so I put my eye to it and could kind of see inside. It was dark but I could see Dave laying on top of my Mom. She was laying on her back with her legs up in the air and almost falling off the bed. Dave was moving his butt up and down on top of her really fast. Mom was making the same funny noises as Stephanie had when I was making her pussy feel good. My dick started to get all tingly and hard while watching them. I looked at Stephanie after a. She had taken care of Marcel during her youth, and she took care of me and our child. She and her friend Therese had worked out an arrangement where they cared for the other one’s baby while they each split time serving at Marcel’s. We had also set up a nursery area in the back office at the bistro on occasions when they were both needed. As a war widow, Therese was entitled to a stipend from the French government, but it wasn’t much, since she and her husband had not been married long. Marcel. It seemed I was more interested in him than the movie but with his cock as I seen I was happy in that. I watched his hand masterfully stroke his cock as his moans silently echoed the theater....my mind wanted that cock. So to play it cool I slyly moved down two rows down below him and to the right just so he could see me and he did. Moments later as my hand stroked my 7 inch cock a whisper touched my ears...it said," I saw you looking at me....watching my hands stroking my cock!" The whispered.