Picking her up in his arms he carried her upstairs and while she greedily kissed him she felt his hand under her skirt warm against her panties. My Go...! she thought, his thumb was moving, brushing and smoothing her clitoris over her panties and for the first time in years felt her womanly juices stirring between her legs! He placed her gently on the bed. Her skirt had ridden-up and she was aware of the damp patch on the front of her knickers where his thumb had worked its magic and her heavy. I’m just so hot”I continued to fan her, top to bottom. Was I reading her right? I thought I would test the situation a little.“Well, that sweater certainly isn’t helping cool you off. I personally think you would look better without it. “She didn’t blink before stripping off her sweater in one move. She tossed it on the floor and folded her arms back behind her head again. Somewhat shocked, I stopped fanning her and stepped back to take in the view. I had only seen her in jeans and. . go out and party! Oh by theway, I have always been gay and seemed only to be attracted to thoseyounger than I. Of course I never was interested in underage kids.. I didhowever like younger guys than me and felt this made me younger myself.My tale begins one afternoon, on my day off from work. I was at the localmall just looking at the stores new spring clothing line and while I wasin one Department store checking out the new fragrances for men, two guysstrode by appearing to be in their early. It was a suite with a large living area, a bedroom with a California King bed, bath with a Jacuzzi and a balcony with a seating area. There was a surfing competition going on and the hotel and beach were filled with young fit men. Joan looked at them hungrily. During the day while I worked, Joan spent most of her time on the beach. Joan had bought a new micro bikini. She had found it on the internet at a store called Once. She showed me the pictures, I knew it was for her. It had a small.