As guys will talk, she had been discussed in several areas, and described in great detail. We had been in the snack bar one day, and a soldier that we... didn't know,(at that time) asked if she was the woman who always shaved her pussy. She had been asked such questions several times previous. She simply smiled at him, and said she was one of them. She was wearing a dress that time, and told him to order something, and knock something off the table and lean down to pick it up. He knocked a napkin. Hazel groaned softly into my mouth as my tongue slid between her lips and danced with hers. I felt her legs start to give way and walked her backwards towards the bed until she eased herself down onto it and lay back. Neither of us had been expecting this so Hazel was in her normal daytime attire of slacks and tee shirt but looking down at her it was one the sexiest sights I’d ever seen, knowing just where this was going.I turned around to close the door and when I turned back to face her, my. We slept.When I awoke my left arm was all pins and needles from shoulder to wrist. It was agony as I slowly removed my arm from under her head. "That one took, I know it," she told me, smiling. "We won't tell anyone though." What's happened to you?" I asked. "You look different this morning." She did look different in some way, softer and less strained.She smiled, "I have enjoyed these nightly 'sessions' with you almost right from the very first night. I felt guilty and angry at that. I had forgotten that we weren't alone in the hot tub for a moment, but I was reminded as Uncle Robert came up behind his wife. As she kissed me and fondled my ass he slipped his hands around to her chest, removing her bra and exposing both breasts to me. His hands slid up and down her rib cage as he began grinding up against her.Her kisses moved down to my neck as she leaned forward, pushing herself up against him. He didn't need any more of an invitation and began pulling her underwear down to.