I heard the garage door lifting and knew it was time for my exhibitionist seduction of my son. Discarding my robe, I stood totally naked in front of t...e mirror while rubbing body lotion over all of my body slowly and sensuously. When I heard his steps in the hallway, I started rubbing it in. I could see him walk by the doorway without even slowing down. Seconds later he reappeared in the doorway in effect doing a double take, as he leered at my sexy body.He was mesmerized as he watched as I. “Oh yes, I am wet alright ooooooohhhhh yesssss I am feeling very wetttt aaaaaahhhhhh it is feeling so sexyyyyyy!!” With that I started softly caressing the inside of her thigh while continuing to suck her nipples. She eased her legs apart to give me free access. I desperately wanted to feel my hand on her pussy.when my fingers finally reaching her panties and softly traced the outline of her cunt, she gasped and her body shuddered. I gently stroked all around the panty covered pussy and then. He flirted with her, reached for her hands with that light ‘don’t anyone try to touch her she’s mine’ kind of grasp and, moved her around the dance floor in a way that allowed their bodies to brush regularly. Jemma mastered her shoes enough to be able to enjoy the way she could feel him, as he rubbed against her. A song kicked in he obviously loved. He grabbed Jemma in a swift move that surprised her and turned her so her back was against his chest. He ran his hands down the side of her slim. I got a thrill out it and anyway he wouldn’t do anything when Simon was there. So when I went into my tent to change and either Simon or Ted would find an excuse to spy on me I was quite happy. Sometimes, if they kept their distance I would approach them on some trivial issue wrapped in a towel, say, or in my bra. Had I got a mosquito bite on my lower back? That sort of thing. All three of us enjoyed that tempting game.”“Exciting.”“Yes, it was. And I grew careless, deliberately. I was fifteen.