This time however, Auntie Bev warned us and this sagacity was to be ourfirst real lesson in the dangers of an innocent exposure of lacyintimates being... misinterpreted as some sort of flirtatious invitation.As we minced into the house, Victoria and her mummy made us welcome thenthey introduced us to Victoria's sissy daddy who was setting out thedining table. He was wearing a lovely frilly blouse with a tailored plumcoloured skirt and a pretty little cocktail apron to protect hisensemble. He wore. "We've gonethrough some changes lately. My husband died in a car accident and I'mafraid he left us with nothing. Too many memories to stay where we wereso we took what little we had and started looking for a new place tobuild a life. I'm afraid Terry is still trying to deal with a lot ofthe changes I've put us through. The prospects of a new school justtook her off her dinner. She thought she might be getting to take sometime off." Oh, darlin'," the waitress went on, "best thing for you will be. I began breathing more shallow and became mesmerized by her hand as I watched her work wonders on my cock. She quickly got my attention though as she began pulling the top of her robe down with her right hand. I was going to see all of aunt Chloe's large, beautiful breasts for the first time! The same breasts I had been lusting over for years, trying to catch a glimpse of every time she visited. Her robe fell away and her 38C breasts spilled out, her dark red nipples sticking out proudly from. "You mean as a girlfriend or as someone to have sex with?" A little of both." I'd be lying if I said no. You are beautiful, sexy, and really great company." I'm just asking," she said in a whisper, "but would you take me to bed if you had a chance?" Of course. Would you like that?"Maybe. Stay tuned."That's where we left it until after the Thanksgiving break.I remember this clearly. It was December first of my senior year. There was a light dusting of snow on the ground. "Princess Grace" met me.