It was hard to be sure without a face or a sound, or really any movement at all, but why the hell wouldn’t he be? I was barely into my thirties, to...k great care of my body, and my Crystal Lake Camp Counselor outfit was the perfect balance of innocent and sexy--the cropped t-shirt stretched tight across my tits and revealing the flat, toned expanse of my belly, and the pair of Daisy Duke style jean shorts didn’t leave a whole lot to the imagination. I looked like the perfect, most scrumptious. Joan sat at the kitchen table reading the latest book club novel.When the cellar door creaked open, Joan dropped her novel and shot up from her chair, aiming for the living room.“Wait, Momma.” Robert called.Years of being a proper mother, caused Joan to hesitate at her son’s voice.“Come down here. We need you.”“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.Torrid incidents had resumed, at irregular intervals. Once, they caught her in the back yard and. But… well, at school there were boys who take pleasure from trying to force us to look at lewd images.” “I see,” I said. And the idea turned me on. These boys were sexually very naive, but handsome and attractive. And they were sitting here with me. The day before yesterday, I wouldn’t have let them through the door. But now, here I was with my sex tingling, teasing these boys and delighting in their discomfort. “Don’t you think that a woman’s naked body is beautiful?” “Yes, ma’am,” they said. Since then his sex life had changed forever. His wife, Sandy, had transformed to the perfect woman that he wanted for so long. Her inhibition was all but gone and now she no longer wore bras while in the house, as they tended to get into the way of having spontaneous sex. Not that her tits needed any support since her body had now regressed back the condition when she was 19. Every part of her body was at peak condition.What Sandy wore did not leave much to imagination. Thin crop top or t-shirt.