She grabbed a pair of black panties, gray slacks and dark green blouse. The young woman leaned against her wall as she tugged her pants on. Frowning a... how tight they felt, she pulled harder, grunting until they finally came up to and over her hips. I wore these just last week, Lynn remembered. What the hell? When Lynn put on her bra, she knew something was different; the clasp she was used to hooking were too tight. The young woman took her bra off and gently hefted her breasts. Her c-cup. I watched for another second before I hastily shut the door. I leaned against the wall still reeling from what I had seen. "Holy shit." I said to myself. That was the one thing in the world that I didn't expect. My mom? I thought she'd be pissed beyond belief if she ever found out, not joining in. It kind of excited me. I brought my right hand to my breast and felt that my nipples were already hard. Then I brought my left hand to my pussy. I was still covered in Matt's and my cum from the. Though very enjoyable.The next week I went to the same spot and only saw people at a distance , again a good 2-3 ejoyable hours...so much so that I went the next day.This time I went through my usual routine , parking close to the cinder path leading to the beach, and whilst in the car stripping off to my swimsuit....putting on my hair piece and putting on my (girlie) trainers for the walk to the beach.This time there were a few more visitors and I felt confident enough to venture a paddle and. I knew Marcy could and did lie on occasion. She could be planning to get high. There was nothing I could do but trust her. Oh yeah I could worry every minute she was out of my sight. I would do that anyway. I always did.That evening, I had a sandwich, then went to bed early. At11PM I heard the front door open. “Are you okay?” I asked.“Home alone and sober as a judge,” she said.“That isn’t reassuring considering how many alcoholic judges I’ve met over the years,” I said.“Well then I as sober as.