If that's ok." Sure sweetheart. Peter's having a party here Friday. Just a few friends. So you have fun too." Cindy." Not planning to. Don't think I...will. You never know. OK?"Well then.Friday night came and I waited for Sandy. I got more than expected. When I opened the door there was Sandy, and a blonde girl who was three hells worth of hot. Sandy asked if it was ok."Hi Tim, this is my friend Beth. I told her about me wanting to get some nude photos to keep and she wanted some too. She's 20. “I’m slipping!” my damsel role.“I won’t drop you,” him the gallant knight, the edge of his hands far enough under to touch my panties.The Escape“So, Aunt Cindi, what you do is get like this,” parking me on all fours. “You try to escape.”“From what?”“From me,” kneeling beside me, one hand on my elbow, the other around my ribs. “If you do, you get a point.” reaching around to my stomach.I sucked in. Just because I’m an aunt doesn’t mean I’m out of shape.“Go!”I slipped free, but not without him. Pretty legs, trim figure. Greybeard tried, without making it obvious, to detect the shape of her breasts through the loose folds. The tantalising glimpses, as she moved, made him think hers would be lovely, and Greybeard was an unabashed tit man.They finished their simple meal and she rose to collect his empty plates. "Thank you again, that was delicious," said Greybeard.She refilled their glasses, placed the rest of the bottle by his chair, kicked off her mules and tucked her feet up on the. As she cleared the table her mind reverted to the secret pleasure she had enjoyed in a dingy motel room with her lover just two days ago. She remembered every moment of the sensual rendezvous. Every breath that was taken against her skin, every sigh and gasp that spoke of delights untold and yet were felt with passionate intensity. She lived for those moments and felt alive if only for those precious moments spent together. They could meet only during the lunch hour, and Ashwin of late seemed.