I could see a few stray hairs peeking from the edges. My erection crept down the leg of my shorts, causing an opening up the leg of my shorts. I wonde...ed if she looked from that angle, if she would be able to see the head of my now throbbing member. She moaned again as I moved my hands higher up her thighs. I slipped one hand between her thighs and had one on the outside as I ran my hands up closer to her triangle. She parted her legs just slightly and scooted down toward my hand. The edge of. . my ... my cunt”, she giggled.“That is great Karen”, he replied. “However, I have been told that before so drop your panties”. For seconds she was taken back, that comment she was no expecting and her hesitation did bring on a rebuke. “You said you didn’t shave, right now bare that hairy triangle”. Whether from hesitation or shock it still took a bit of time for her to stand naked from the waist down but his smile and nod of approval was a relief. “You are hairy”, he said as he gave her groin. She was wearing a strapless sundress that was just a little too low for her "endowments," and high heeled sandals. We sat talking for a while as we sipped our tea and at last I said, "Well, if there's nothing else, I should be on my way." There is one thing"; she said, "but I don't quite know how to ask you about it". "Just ask" I said. "Well" she said; "you know that my late husband has been gone for over a year now, and to be quite honest, for the last ten years of our marriage we slept in. I sat down at the table and watched him prepare some sandwiches, he made one of his disgusting "Dagwood" sandwiches for himself. I thought I was going to hurl at the smell of the thing but I maintained control of myself. He laughed when he saw the look of disgust on my face."You going to be okay?" he asked as he placed my sandwich in front of me."I'm fine." I responded.But in truth I was troubled, I had been watching Rob as he was making sandwiches and found myself thinking very disgusting and.