Being the age I was I didn’t say anything, just took as much in as I could. Over the next few weeks I visited Helen a couple of days a week. It was ...ice to chat to her and I must admit, I did enjoy the view that I got, either down her top or of her legs. Each time she caught me looking I would move the gaze of me eyes and looking back, I realise that she deliberately let me see her. The chat became a bit more risqué over time, with her asking me about girlfriends and what I had done so far. She. Henry was a tall and very confident individual possibly reflecting his German background. I had got to know him through my work. We had become friends because whenever there was something that needed to be done that required assistance he was there, and I never needed to ask.Henry had confided in me that he had trouble sexually because his wife, Veronica, no longer excited him. He was approaching 60 years old and I had formed the opinion that Henry thought he was losing his sexual drive. Sue. Like really badly." Okay hold on." I heard him grunt one last time and then water run. He opened the door and part of his cock was slipping out of his boxers. I went to push past him and as I did I swung my arm and hit his cock. "I'm so sorry uncle Nick." It's fine." I walked past him and left the door slightly ajar. I did my business and gave him a good view of my naked pussy. When I finished I walked out in just my panties.I heard my uncle gasp and saw he was jerking off. I walked up to him. "Mom", is what I heard and it seemed to echo from a great distance.But it was close. Paul had come home early from his date and was standing right next to the bed. My body tensed and instantly froze. My mouth was open and my tongue was between my fingers. My legs were spread eagled on the bed and my exposed pussy was in plan view. Two fingers of my left hand was still buried deep inside my vagina.After a tenth of a second, that seemed like an eternity, I relaxed again. My passion, momentarily.