"I wonder if he dresses?" I whispered softly.He got down to the end of the aisle and u-turned. I once more bent to my task. I had my day, well, my 3-d...y weekend planned: shop----return home-f--lip the switch on the iron I already had set up---carefully press my new lingerie purchases---thoroughly organize them---dress and posture the afternoon away in front of my mirrors. I'd then pet my hamster, my xhamster, revisiting My Favorites before I'd retire to our bedroom where I'd penetrate myself. ..because I was in love. When we got married at 21 and 20, neither of us had much experience with sex, but G had more than me. We moved into a little house, and we had two other young couples for neighbors. It wasn’t long before we had all gotten naked together while partying (weed, cocaine, qualudes, all the goodies from the 70s). I think that’s when I really developed my love for watching people having sex. All of my porn to that point had been books and magazines, and being in the same room. “You shouldn't say things like that. It's not right!”“Ah, well, I'm not going to make judgments on right or wrong, Maria. I can tell you for a fact that it's true, however. Come over here and take my cock out.” Maria looked at him again, frozen in fear and shocked at his request. He smiled at her discomfort.“Maria, do what I tell you to do. Come over here and kneel down before me.” He spoke firmly, and watched as she hesitated only a moment before coming closer and knelt before him. She had her. "My parents had moved to an assisted living facility several years ago, but Alma and Joseph, Emily's parents, were still in their old house. The boys had visited there many times, and they'd heard the story of how their mother and I met and about the gate in the fence. They didn't know about the sharing, at least we didn't think they did."So, Mom, you're saying Grandma Alma and Grandpa Joseph were voyeurs?"Emily chuckled."No, Tom. But we almost never wore swimsuits in our backyards, we've told.