She stood and watched them for a long time, seething. They kissed each other again, and she saw her son fondle the little girl's thigh, his fingers sliding up to the edge of her sunsuit. Even in her anger, Janice became excited, her cunt turning wet. She began to caress herself, stroking her pussy underneath her short skirt. She was naked there, and the soft hairs of her pussy felt like silk on her fingers. She traced the puffy lips of her cunt with the tip of a finger. Her eyes widened when she saw Nancy slip one strap of her sunsuit off her shoulder, exposing a sugary little tit to Tony, the pink nipple obviously hard. Again Nancy giggled, caressing her own tit as Tony watched his eyes showing excitement. Nancy's small hand was reaching between Tony's legs. Janice couldn't stand it any longer. She flung the window open.

"Tony! Please come in!" she called.

The little girl's head jerked around as she quickly pulled her sunsuit over her tit, jerking her hand away from Tony's thigh. Janice leaned out, waving at her son. "Tony, please."

Nancy jumped up and ran to the fence, scrambling over it. Tony stood, folded his towel, and started for the back door.

Janice rushed to the stairs, and when her son was at the foot of them looking up, she breathed deeply and started down the stairs. Her skirt was very short, and she wasn't wearing panties. She knew her son could see her hairy cunt and thighs, but she wanted him to see it all. She fought against embarrassment, her jealousy driving her.

Tony gazed up at his mother, seeing the dark hair of her pussy as she came down slowly, her hips undulating. When she was almost at the foot of the stairs, she stopped. With one hand on the banister, she fingered the hem of her skirt, slowly lifting it as she watched his expression.