On the bus I headed toward the back with my mates to view everyone getting on while enjoying a few beers. It was like a cat-walk show down the isle of...the bus. I loved the summer, short skirts and tanned legs were everywhere. This show was going well until Claire walked in, I had never seen such a miniskirt on her. If you were two steps behind her on the stairs you would see everything. My mates instantly notice this too and I got so many nudges I thought I was surrounded. Claire took a window. Thatcher! Thinking of getting your picture done?" It was Tommy Parks, the kid who lived next door and mowed my grass every week. As always, he wore only faded jeans and an equally worn leather belt -- I often wondered what he did at school or during the winter. A few more years and he'd be starring in his own Diet Coke commercials.I struggled to switch my brain into conversation mode, but he evidently grew tired of waiting. "You gotta get one, they're really cool! Com'on, my mom is the most. Bill then moved Mrs. Tuckers panties to the side showing a nice thick black haired bush. Then we looked at Mrs. Wilson's bush. We were having a lot of fun looking at these women. Then Steve stuck his finger in Mrs. Wilson's pussy. He moved it around and pulled it out and smelled it, we all smelled it. It smelled great! We all had super boners now and to this day I can believe these women never woke up. Bill then stuck his finger in Mrs. Tucker. That smelled great too. We all were taking turns. I look around at my company,hmmm, no guys, older women, some my age, and the youngest is picking out her stuff, with me! I hope I do not get asked if she's mydaughter!"What do you think of these?" she holds up a pair of black lacy boy shorts."Nice,,red would look good on you too." I replied, knowing she tans year round & has no tan lines. She holds up a few thongs, other styles of panties, all lacy. A red babydoll outfit, and a white one, several lacy push up bras that with her size, wont even.