Well I guess I should start at the beginning. I saw someone very early on in life having their temperature taken. Until then the bottom had only been ... thing that had things come out of it and this was the first time I realised that things could go in there. I then made it a cause to find out just what people could and would put up bottoms. At this time it was far from sexual, on some level it could have been but I don’t remember it as such, more having to fill curiosity.Shortly after seeing a. Her blouse was very low cut and her cleavage was clearly visible. I could see the gap of her melons and about half of her boobs were out for feast for my eyes. As she was not wearing a bra, so I could even make out the outlines of her boobs clearly and her nipples were also prominently visible through her thin blouse. Perhaps she was also not wearing a panty even, but as she was sitting so there was no way I could find it out.I was keenly looking towards her and watching her boobs. Mom also saw. "Don't touch me now," I said. "Just look at me, okay, look at my eyes."I looked earnestly into her eyes. "I'm not sure," I admitted, struggling to make my words match my honest feelings. "You and me," I said, "I can't even imagine a time when it's not you and me. And yet I can. I can imagine me with somebody else. Donna. She's tangled up in my desires. Honestly, there's a risk there." That's why we need to take that risk, both of us," she said. "If you find something more with Donna, you need. So much so, that she liked to walk around the house in just her underwear. I don’t think she realized at the beginning what it was doing to me, but I was in a constant state of arousal. She had a great body for a woman in her fifties. Also, she had a great selection of lingerie, from flowery cotton to silk or satin bra and panty sets.It was my third day staying at grandmas and once again, she was walking around her house in her underwear. She looked amazing with her golden hair and sharp eyes..