Aunt Jane had been a college teacher. When she retired she thought that she could depend on the four hundred dollars a month her retirement paid. The ...chool was trying to re-write the contracts. She was one of several people with the same problem. They had gotten together to file a “class action lawsuit” against the school but it wasn’t going fast enough.Uncle Bob was an old rancher that couldn’t do what he used to manage to keep up the ranch. I learned that they weren’t my real aunt and. When she came back. she had obviously washed her face. She took a drink and sat down across from me in one of the easy chairs. Even now she was still a little flushed. She smiled a funny smile and said, "That story was hot."It suddenly dawned on me. I slapped my forehead with my hand and said, "You!" She blushed, and I knew I had her busted. "You played with yourself," I said, a little louder than normal. She blushed again, and nodded. The talk had made me horny too, and I had a hard-on that. .I was up early on Sunday morning. It was a lovely sunny day. In theshower I enjoyed the sensation of washing my tits, cupping my hands tocover them with body wash, feeling their shape and weight. They werestill firmly attached to my skin and I really felt that they were partof my body. I would miss not having them. As I dried myself I wonderedwhat it would be like when they were not attached. I could still wearthem inside my bra, but I guessed it would not be quite the same.I watched myself in. She cracks the window to let the summer wind blow inside. The wind feels like a soft caress against her body. She begins to lift her dress up around her thighs.While Mike talked about the things that turns him on in bed. How he would love to have a threesum on day. If I would ever go for that. Now my friends fingers find their way to her scantily covered pussy. She can feel the heat coming from the slit and she slides her fingers deep inside. The more Mike talkded the more she began moaning and.