This was our little secret - the two of us subversively taking graphic erotic photos and accepting money for it. When my uncle was around Aunt Sharon ...ould look at me out of the side of her lowered gaze or give me a private knowing smile. We were tied by this secret and she seemed to blossom because of it.When the old man was not around she was more approachable than ever before, pampering me silly - from food to laundry to even running my shower to warm it in the morning. It was her way of. "I like your skirt" Keegan whispers to Sierra. "Thanks". Keegan places her hand on Sierra's knee and slowly starts to move it up her leg. Sierra starts to blush as Keegan reaches her panties. Sierra places her hand on Keegan's knee and does the same thing. They start to rub eachothers pussy. Keegan slides Sierra's panties and rubs herb clit. Sierra moans and the whole class looks at her then their teacher, Mrs. Green comes over. They pull their hand out just in time. "Is everything alright Ms.. I fully appreciated the moment, soaking in the sight of a very engaging feminine swing. I knew she was involved with someone, was spoken for, and I respected that. Plus she was at least twenty years younger than me, probably even a quarter of a century. I doubted she even registered my existence. Oddly enough the athletic way she moved, full of bounce and energy, caused me a brief stab of melancholy. It suddenly dawned that I would never experience such vigour again. I’d had my day, plenty of. " What about you?" Denise prodded Randi. "You ready for bed." I'm ready to take you to bed," he responded.* - * - *The next day they went down to walk around the shops. They rode thegondola up to the observation deck and took pictures. It was a beautifulday and they had a picture taken of them with the lake and mountains inthe background.Randi was beginning to think Joan had a point. Despite enjoying wearinga skirt every day, he was beginning to see there were times it justwasn't going to work..