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Who hasn't dreamed of peeking between Grandma's thighs? The curiosity—"Is she wearing panties?" "Stockings or tights?" and... "Does she wear panties under her tights?" and... "If she isn't wearing panties, is she hairy down there?" or "If she spreads her legs, can you see her pussy hair?" and... "Is it visible even through the tights?" The hope of catching a glimpse, of managing to take a look down there, never faded. Peeking under the table, or watching her hang curtains while she stood on the stepladder and you held it steady below. But whenever she raised her arms to hang the curtains and looked upward, you never missed a chance to get a good look under her skirt. Some were lucky enough—whether because Grandma caught them in the act or because she chose to indulge an adolescent's needs—to have her actually show it to them. At first, she would carelessly let her skirt ride up or part when she sat down, doing so mischievously when she wasn't wearing panties under her tights. Or she would do it on purpose while dressing or undressing, letting herself be admired while wearing only a bodysuit over her tights. Even if the nylon was the compression or support type, there was plenty to see. That nylon caught the light with a shimmer and accentuated her curves, rounding them out. Every adolescent felt a monster suddenly rising inside his own underwear... and Grandma knew it—she knew it all too well—and she would skillfully wait for the right moment to create the right atmosphere, teasing just the right way at just the right time.
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