"What?" Evan asked.A nervous giggle escaped me."What, sweetness?" It's just, you're this, you know, cute, sensitive, average guy. This beyond trustwor...hy, totally comfortable guy. And yet part of you is..."He smiled at me, a really raunchy, rowdy smile.I cleared my throat. "I think we have enough sandwiches here to feed any army, Evan," I said, obviously changing the topic. He leaned down toward me. "I can think of a lot of really perverted ways to complete that sentence," Evan said."A ton of. After a few minutes, Lynda appeared, what a transformation, she was gorgeous. Smaller than me, about 5’8ish, but had a slim hourglass figure and wore clothes that really showed it off. Anyway she was wearing a minidress, which hugged every curve and 3inch heels. ‘Lynda, I can’t believe the transformation. You look absolutely gorgeous.’ I managed to utter in total shock. ‘Thanks honey, that’s the usual comment someone gives me’, she replied laughing. That broke the ice and we settled down. She had on a lose blouse and no bra. I saw for the first time that she shaved all but a small patch of hair at the top of her pussy. When she slipped back on the bed and spread her legs I could see everything through the cracked door. I could tell that the movie she was watching was the same one from this morning. Grandma was really going at it before too long and I could tell she was cumming almost only a minute later. She didn't seem to stop for the whole time and I watched has her skin. His gaze relented and he said, "You're 100% right. I should not have done that. OK. Re-calibrate. Got any pajama pants I can put on for the night?" You DO realize, right... that I sleep naked?" What about the sweats and t-shirt?"I pointed to a heap on the floor in front of my closet."I see. Well, that's not gonna work."I looked around for something he could put on. "Aha." I reached for the pair of folded pants lazily draped over the footboard of my bed. "Here. Toss these on. I'll close my eyes.