She reached down and undid the rest of the buttons, pulled the blouse from her skirt, shrugged it off, and tossed it to the side. She was giving me a...little grin and a sexy “What’s next?” look in her eyes.I could feel myself starting to get hard as I looked at the milky swell of her breasts above her bra. My tongue seemed thick, but looking up at her I managed to say “And take that bra off, too.” “Oh,” she said, “orders, huh?” and just stood there looking at me for four or five beats. “But. But it looks like this is my lucky day. I can't wait to find out. How about you, Mr. J? Do you like young girls?"She had succeeded in freeing his prick and Tom was not surprised to see that it was already erect. He tried not to think about how much trouble he was already in, and how much more he was about to get into."Wow, Mr. J," she exclaimed, "that's a big one. And it got hard so quick. I thought older guys took longer to get it up. Oops, I guess I really shouldn't be calling you old, right?. “You tell me” replied my mom, “she changes her boyfriends like an underwear every month, sometimes every week. She is on the phone all day long. We put her on a pill just to make sure”.“Mom!” I shouted angrily, “why do you tell my private stuff to uncle kyle”. “He is family, brother of your father, and your godfather” my mom replied.“It’s OK” uncle kyle laughed. “I won’t tell anyone.” But I sensed a spark in my uncle’s eyes. For some reason, he was looking at me different than before.I. . sort of secret like, and yet ... hiding the passage to her desires like a door that could only be opened with a special key. A very special "clit" key as I now called it, remembering that moment and that day, just days ago now.Danny had gone to spend two weeks with his father as his mom and dad had gotten divorced two years previously. It meant a semi-lonely period of time for me while he was away, few others our age living close by, and especially with the two of us having recently graduated.