Theystudied together and obviously were doing a lot more than that. Seems mylate bloomer son had quickly learned all about the facts of life. But Ithi...k a big part of that was because Shelly was quite outgoing and even alittle flirtateous.Heck, I enjoyed the way she so easily adapted to being around us. My wifeand I had a great marriage and relationship but, as happens to many, ourintimate times were not nearly as spectacular as they once had been. Sohaving a cute and sort of flirty 18 year old. Should I take them out to enjoy them for a minute? My penis shifted uncomfortably in my tight, white, control-top panty.My life was now overflowing with sexual tension, and all of Janice's little daily rituals and 'new traditions' seemed to just pile it on.For example, it wasn't enough that my penis was encased in lacy, silky panties. It wasn't enough that my breasts were being encased and hugged by a satiny bra which tugged at my shoulders whenever I moved.No, that wasn't nearly enough for. I took a big swallow of wine."Then drink the rest of your wine, and prepare to have your mind blown."I drank, feeling like a timid schoolgirl, watching nervously as Erika placed her wine glass on the coffee table in front of us and took off her top, unleashing the most magnificent breasts I'd ever seen, and casually unfastened her shorts and stepped out of them. My God! She was luscious! Her pussy was perfectly bare, and beautiful. I gulped down the rest of my drink and put my glass next to. .. of your teeshirt... upwards... so that it rides up... a little higher than the otherside... more than just enough... to tease Him... and anyone Else... whowalks by the doorway... and looks... and every single time... even thoughyou don't look at Him... and make eye contact... you can feel His eyeson you... and even when He's lounging back... on His bunk... that youmade for Him... that morning... you know... that He's looking... alwayslooking... but you're much too embarrassed... to look.