Sylvia realized immediately what he was doing. Fred lifted her foot higher and looked at the bottom, but Sylvia could see his eyes staring around her...foot and directly up her skirt. “You’re looking up my skirt, aren’t you?” she asked firmly. She wasn’t exactly angry, but wanted him to know he had been caught. Fred dropped her foot and his gaze at the same time. Sylvia was amazed at how quickly he admitted it. “I’m so sorry, Sylvia, I can’t help myself; it’s gotten worse lately. Please don’t. I began masturbating. I suddenly began wondering what it would be like to do things with a boy or better yet, have him do things to me. I started watching porn on the computer. I was a mess. I had a half-brother, (same mother), but he was five years older than me, so at the time of this story he was away at college. My mother was a very successful real estate broker and my father was an attorney. Pampered little rich girl you might say and you would be right. As this story is about my dad and. This one day in particular was a Tuesday. I got up early (about 7:30 am) and stumbled out to the kitchen to fix myself some breakfast and hopefully grab a cup of coffee before the pot automatically shut off. I was surprised to find that it hadn't even been turned on yet, from what I could tell. This was particularly odd, as my mother was usually up and out the door by 7:00 for her job. I made my way over to the window to check for her car and sure enough, there it was, still in the driveway. As. She was little fat; this made me to touch her body without making any moment. Had dinner in a dhaba, kept speaking same stupid problems. I slowly moved and lay on her shoulders and said I am comfortable like this. She was getting into deep sleep, I confirmed that she was sleeping and started my task on her upper body.I felt her cheeks, neck and kissed many times. Hands moved down to her boobs and I was squeezing her boobs, got the nipple in hand and making that erected.I was flying in clouds,.