My bare tits rub against his t-shirt as he pushes his tongue in my mouth. I recognize my taste on his tongue and can feel his erection pushing against...my aroused pussy."Down boy," I say, breaking the kiss. "You need to go take care of that," I smile, squeezing his hard cock through his pants. Fuck! What am I doing? I've never touched him before. Whatever possessed me to do it now? "Yeah. I guess I do," he says, staring at my tits. "Thank you, Aunt Sara," he says as he gathers his books. "Come. “What are you dreaming about over there?” Rachel asked, drawing me out of my thoughts. I adjusted my towel on my lap, covering the bulge in my swim trunks. “Nothing now,” I said. Rachel was attractive. She was the typical cheerleader with perky breasts, nice legs and a pretty face. I’d seen her walking around in her panties and bra before and knew that she would have plenty of guys chasing after her. I stood up and said, "I think I’m going to go take a nap in our room." I excused myself to my. The mere mention of her having passionate sex, using her body to turn men on, drives me crazy as well!One artist in particular, we will call Bowen, has always been handsome to her, and his singing has gotten our mood going more than once. She and I love his music, and she apparently appreciates more than that. We’ve seen him perform at least ten times, and have had the opportunity to meet him on several occasions. This story is about one of those meets, and how I have jackoff material for years. If that wasn't enough, all three also kept their hands dirty lending a hand with the farming effort on a regular basis. I laughed when I thought that the normal working hours of these farmers would cause any union man to file a grievance in a heartbeat.Yesterday Janet, Sheila and several of the wives accompanied the foraging team as they searched for wedding supplies for Saturday. I was glad I was giving the last of the brigade their familiarization flight today and would have Saturday and.