I was smiling because her grandmother used to do the same thing to me when we were younger. Younger hell Sue still flashes her tits for me. We are jus... older and a lot more careful than today’s kids are.I decided to have some fun with her and got out my camcorder. It has a great zoom to it and saves right to a DVD. I had seen her doing it twice in the last two days right after school. She thinks that no one can see her in my backyard. The truth is she is right except for one thing…me.I was up. Slowly raising his hand to shoulder height...then back, ready to strike. She felt the muscles of her behind tensing in anticipation and at the same time was shocked to feel tears well up and begin to run down her cheeks and drip from her quivering chin.The silence continued. And continued.Oh Christ, why didn't he begin? The waiting was killing her! What the hell was he waiting for?Her entire body was shaking now. She couldn't stand the torture another second. She lifted her head and prepared to. As she sat there on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what she would say and how she would handle this, she realized her pussy was still dripping wet. The idea of being with her son still excited her.She questioned herself... what kind of a mother–or stepmother–gets turned on by the idea of sex with her son? But there was no denying she was. The wet spot on the bed and her sopping pussy attested to that.She tried to blame it on the fact she had been without a man for so long. And the. " He stood up, pulling her into his arms, and kissing her. "Put your robe on. You feel cold to me. I'll put mine on, and we can go make a pot of coffee, and make some plans."She reached out and took both robes, handing his to him, and they went down the stairs, where he smelled the fresh pot cooking. "Ya already been down her, ain't ya. SNEAKY LITTLE GIRL!!! I MAY HAVE TO SPANK THAT PRETTY BOTTOM FOR YA!!!" She cocked her head, and smiled at him, yet, again. "You do and you'll wake the baby."He.