[ironhorse]

This thread brought back some memories .. thanks!

Back in the Sixties when I was in college and dating my first wife, I brought her home from school one afternoon. Her parents were still at work and we were alone in the house. We went into the bedroom that she shared with her older sister, Sandy, to drop off her books, and then started making out. It was only a minute or so later that we heard the front door open and we scrambled around, trying to look innocent.

A few seconds later Sandy walked into the bedroom, smiled and said “Hi! I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

My girlfriend assured her that everything was cool.

“Good,” she said, “I just need to change clothes and get ready for work.”

Before either one of us could move, Sandy unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down to her knees, panties and all. Her jeans were so tight that she had to sit on her bed, facing us, and pull them off one leg at a time. It took her a minute or so to get them off and all the while I was getting a look at her dark haired pussy from about 6 feet away.

Then she stood up, looked at me and said, “Opps, sorry…” grabbed some clothes and walked out the bedroom and into the bathroom down the hall. Of course, I had to look at her bare ass as she walked by.

My girlfriend punched me in the ribs and then just shook her head.