I reached for my dick and started rubbing it. She dried off her legs, then her hair, then her belly. When she dried her back and ass, her boobs wiggle... back and forth along with her fat. My dick was rock hard. I took my eye away from the keyhole for a second, and when I looked back I saw her close to the door and the door suddenly opened, and there she was. My naked grandmother looking down at me on the floor masturbating to the sight of her stepping out of the shower. I immediately jumped up. Now my desires had obliterated the horror and replaced it with thrill. I still knew it was really, really bad, but the combo of the thong and the pics had gotten me very horny and I couldn't wait another minute to see if my laundry assistance would pay off. Besides, I knew exactly what I wanted in that moment.I once again replaced the camera on Natalie's desk. Neither she nor her mother would be any the wiser. I peeked out the window to make sure Janis was occupied. Sure enough, she was at the. Seeing their garter belts, knickers or girdles excited him. He recalled that his aunt Dorothy was not so straight laced and over time, was all too aware of his ‘hobby’ and every so often when at the table, would deliberately open her legs to provoke him.It got to such a stage that when he went to see her, she would often be dressed in just a dressing gown, which she allowed him to ‘accidentally’ see her bras and girdle. “And in those days, as women never bothered to shave, I was fascinated by. Turning back, she asked, “Call me? Please?”Peter grinned and leaned in, for a much quicker kiss. “I’ll call,” he promised.A few days later, Peter called, and Lauren invited him to dinner. He found this an intriguing invitation and showed up at her door at six the following Friday night. A rich smell pervaded the foyer as he stepped inside and leaned forward to kiss her. “I thought we were going out,” he commented as he saw the dining room table set for two.“No, I said I was inviting you to.