The door was open and Mary had her right leg out, the other still inside the car. Her head was turned toward the man, and she was saying something to him. What caught Susan and her son's attention was the fact they could see up Mary's skirt. They saw the creamy surface of her inner thigh and, surprisingly, the dark-blonde curls of her cunt hair. Mary, it seemed, was naked under her skirt.

They stood and stared, both pleased to see her sweet, hairy cunt so clearly.

But they weren't able to look at Mary's pussy long enough to satisfy them. Mary got out of the car, slammed the door, and saw them.

"Hi, Susan," she said happily, her eyes sparkling and her smile wide. "Hello, Bobby."

"Wanna have pizza with us?" Bobby asked.

"I wish I could, honey," Mary replied, "but I've just stuffed myself on lobster. Susan, you better keep your eye on this son of yours. He's getting so handsome, I might steal him away."

"You're welcome to him, Mary," Susan laughed. "He's also getting to be a lot of trouble. You know how it is when boys are his age."

"Yeah, I know," Mary grimaced. "Hands everywhere."

Susan laughed again. "They never change, do they, Mary?"

"And thank heaven for that!" Mary giggled. She looked at Bobby with a gleam in her eyes. Then Susan saw Mary glance at the front of Bobby's pants.

"Well, see you," Mary said with a wave of her hand.

Susan and Bobby watched her enter the apartment building.

"She's beautiful," Bobby said as they started walking the short distance to the pizza parlor.

The place was almost empty and they sat in a corner with a huge pizza and soft drinks.

"You know why Mary is so beautiful to you, don't you, baby?" Susan asked.

"Sure, because she is."

"Are you sure?" Susan teased. "I bet you'd think any girl was beautiful if you saw her the way you see Mary."