Auntie was lifting my towel up to get a good look at my ass. I saw her eyes taking in every detail. I spread my feet a little bit, so she can get a go...d glimpse of my pussy too, from down under. As I stood there on the kitchen counter, only with a towel around me, I felt her slowly and softly tugging at my towel, trying to free it from around me. I stood as if not noticing anything as the towel began to slip out from the wrap around my chest. “Auntie, my towel is falling off”, I told auntie.. Let's say lost at sea. Been gone more than a year. I had a court declare him dead." She smiled. "The judge was most accommodating. It usually takes longer but since there was no estate, no other kin." She shrugged and then pulled up her dress again, frowning. "I made a mistake with this gown. It won't stay up." Makes for a scenic view," I said.She laughed, jiggling her jugs and kicked at me under the table."What now?" I asked. "Do you want something to eat?"She shook her curls. "Back to. The moment was here.After laughs, drinks, and abundant flirting the pair found themselves back at their room. Jess could hardly shake the thoughts going through her mind. She desperately wanted him, needed him, her entire being was begging for him as if he alone could cure this insatiable yearning. Knowing she may have been staring too long she asked him if he had any other ideas for the evening or “if they were going to be a bunch old people and go to bed early on a saturday”. She turned to. " "What are we doing first?" I asked. "I have an idea...a way to help you draw the real human form." she said, her voice drifting from the back room. "And what is that?" I asked. "This." I watched as Mrs. Austen exited the back room in a paint splattered Robe she then sat on a high stool and disrobed. My heart began to pound as she sat there stark naked. "You see before you the female form. The soft curves and delicate features are perfect for drawing reality. See how the light and shadow dance.