"I give you explicit permission to touch me anywhere and any way that the rules allow," she said. I sprang a boner right then and there. Even though s...e was "hot to trot" as Mom described Betts yesterday, I managed to slow her down and tease. Before long, though, we had everything off but our underwear. I was afraid I was going to make a mess before we really got started, so I had Liz roll onto her stomach so I could give her a back rub.Liz had a bottle of body lotion on her dresser and I. I walked him upstairs and showed him to the radiator before going back to bed and wrapping the covers over myself and going back to sleep. And some time later I opened my eyes to see the repair dude standing over our bed and watching my wife's exposed leg and ass hanging out of the covers.I closed my eyes again and re-opened them, just to make sure I wasnt dreaming, and sure enough this guy was oggling my wife right in front of me. I said to him "see anything you like?" to which I got a mumbled. All that left me with was a general picture of gender differences. At any rate, I was hardly interested in sex at that age.We moved to New Mexico when I was six. Our neighborhood was middle class, the street lined with two and three bedroom ranch homes. Only a few of these had pools. Our house was not one of them.There were a lot of kids in the neighborhood. The age spread was fairly wide - from infants to high school kids. Even within my family, we went from fourteen (my oldest big brother) to. “Would you like to watch me masturbate?”“Fuck, yes,” was my immediate reply.Sophie, my receptionist previously known as Mrs. Winterbottom, the quiet, straight-laced woman, parted her legs a little, and slid up her skirt revealing pink panties and a soaking wet patch in the middle of her crotch.“I am so wet,” she said. “Do you like me wet?”“Gosh, yes,” I said, squeezing my now hard cock through my trousers. “That just looks so beautiful. I bet you smell wonderful.”She reached down and got some.