In the night I had to pee so went to the bathroom, came back.And in the street light coming from the window I saw her breasts coming up and down as sh... was breathing. I couldn’t handle myself. I sat at the place where I was sleeping. I started admiring her body. Then I just felt like hugging her. I lied and then hugged her. Even if she woke up, it would seem, I turned around in sleep. I then kept one of my legs exactly in the middle of her legs, slightly touching her crotch area.I slide my. I thought boys and their cocks were absolutely heavenly but many of my sexual fantasies, and I had plenty, involved women and girls. Whenever possible at school I would sneak a peak at my girlfriends as they peed or showered after gym class. I even spied on my own mother once or twice when she dressed or showered. By the time I reached eighteen my curiosity and unquenchable libido had me so horny all the time that I had decided to 'seduce' my best friend, Laurie Grant. After all, I thought,. Is it okay if I take my robe off? It won't embarrass you to see your old mom in her sleeping clothes, will it?" No, go ahead," he replied hurriedly.She set the magazine down, leaving it open to the page with her pictures. Standing beside his bed, she slowly undid the sash of the robe as his eyes peered at her intently. She pulled the front open and sensually rolled her shoulders as she peeled off the robe before letting it fall seductively to the floor. She smiled as Zach swallowed anxiously,. He was young and not looking particularly clean. A fewideas and images passing through her head sent a pleasant impulse down herspine. Remembering that those same ideas, albeit probably in a censored formshould be forming in her husband's head at exactly the same time made her feeleven better. Dressing like a slut to piss your husband off is hardly a sin, or even a crime.It's not even something one would call eminently stupid. Getting drunk is slightlyhigher on the list of stupid gestures but.