At least she didn’t have any children of her own to worry about, just these youngsters in her care.As lunchtime approached she rounded up her charge... and got them ready for the rush of mothers that always occurred at twelve thirty. In a way it was a relief to wave the children goodbye and head for the park and a leisurely lunch, though she invariably met half of them there as they had a play before being dragged off home by their doting parents.Today was slightly different in that she was. She asks to come to her room to talk as she was feeling lonely as someone might see in the hall. We sat and spoke for about 1 hour she was telling her life history and I felt sleepy and slept in her arms suddenly got up and told sorry aunt, she told its OK. She slowly hugged me and I was like aunt what are you doing. She told Raj you are a very nice guy everyone tells, I was like yes aunt and hugged her tightly and started kissing her without asking her. I smooch her for 10 min, for which she. He's good with this and wemake arrangements to meet at their home in Pacific Beach the followingnight. The next day I'm tingling with anticipation all day and keep touching mycockclit subconsciously. I dress in black stockings with a garter belt,satin tap pants, a black lace bra holds up my 34b's (the best that moneycan buy). My auburn hair is curly and shoulder length and looks terrific.I have long black silk pajama pants and a red silk t shirt on with blackthree inch heeled boots. I do look. When he reached forward quickly with both hands I raised my empty hand to shield myself. But he wasn’t trying to hit me or harm me…he grabbed my shorts and with one quick tug dropped them to the floor. “So tell me then if you aren’t gay why is your cock hard in those little girly panties?”I tried to cover up but it was too late. What do I say? How do I get out of this? “I’m not gay, I just like to wear panties. I swear.”“Sure.” He replied. “You’ve been teasing me with that tight little ass.