Helen worked hard to make my house look good, and it did ,after she got finished doing her thing every week. And in the course of many casual conversa...ions, we got to know each other pretty well. One day, while she was arranging the knickknacks after dusting the shelf by the television, she asked, ‘Why don’t you ever date any more? You said that your friend Susan moved to Florida to be near her grandchildren, but why haven’t you ever found a replacement? You ought to get out more and socialize,. My newly divorced aunt came in,followed by L.Apparently the party had been a lot of fun and my aunt was more than a little tipsy so L walked her home.Damn,that wasnt what I wanted.I was hoping she'd pick some guy up,come home and fuck him then pass out so I could play with her pussy like last time. I figured i was just going to have to be satisfied with jacking off then i heard them climbing in the bed.Knowing my aunt slept naked, I could only hope L would too.After waiting til I could be sure. She used to look around if anyone was coming to us. I used to insert my hand into her leggings and panty and finger her. That moment was damn good as it was exciting to finger her in an open place. We also used the public lift (no cameras) to kiss each other and suck her boobs sometimes.I always waited to taste the wet pussy. I always fantasized about ripping her clothes in public areas and fucking her naked to the wall. Once Nithya went to her hometown for a festival. At the end of the holiday. Wilde, or Ms. Deaux-Fontaine, at a nudist camp and as naked as a jaybird. She was sporting a wide shit-eating grin that just screamed out how much she loved being sans clothing under the California sun. There were two other people in the photo, but they had been cropped in such a way no one could tell who they were.Because the newspaper had thoughtfully airbrushed out her important private parts, the photo made her look ghastly and grotesque. It was obvious the retoucher had had a hard time.