Carol smiled asshe saw him slide the seat back to make room for his gigantic bosom.Carol stood at the open door until her husband's car disappeared up...thebusy street. Just as she was about to close the door, her mother arrivedand parked in their driveway.Liz bound out of her car looking tanned and fit."Mom, you're home early. You aren't due back from your round-the-worldcruse for another month. Is there something wrong?" Not really dear, your father picked up a bug in Fiji, so we flew homefrom. His mother was our fifth grade teacher.Without a word she took me to her bedroom and let me watch her undress. Mrs. Smith was a pretty lady and probably the prettiest teacher in our school…except for Miss Amore who was fresh out of college.Mrs. Smith then undressed me and asked me to run my hands all over her body. I was to make sure that I touched every part of her including between her legs.I thoroughly enjoyed touching her body. I enjoyed playing with her firm tits, her tight ass, and her. Every time I passed their home, the boy would jump up anddown with excitement and point at the car I was driving.I stopped in front of them and introduced myself. "Hi! My name is John and I'm testing this little car. Would you like a ride?"The little boy didn't wait for his sister to give him her okay. His eyes lit up, and he instantly began trying to climb aboard.Though it was not very fast, driving this littlecar took both hands. I needed one to steer with the tiller and the other to operate. I could see that her red panties and bra were among the wet clothes. She was naked behind the towel. We both were.We took the clothes outside to the clothesline. I watched as she hooked the clothes with wooden clothespins to the line. The line was above her head and I watched as she stretched her body upward. Each lift upward elevated the towel slightly higher on her thighs, revealing the bottom swell of the buttocks. In truth, I couldn’t see much but just the sight of a few extra inches.