The time is the late 1940's and early 1950's. No persons in the story are under the age of twenty.
I was sitting on the settee of my great aunts living room smoking a cigarette and sipping a drink. She had gone upstairs to take a shower and freshen up which I presume meant taking a shower.
Suddenly she was in the living room with me and looking like she had just stepped out of the salon. She was wearing a waltz length robe, cinnamon colored full fashioned stockings, and two inch heels.
"Do you like what you see?" Mary asked.
"I think you look very nice." I told her. "I love your stockings. Are you wearing a garter belt to hold them up?"
Suddenly the belt holding her robe closed fell open and I was to a glimpse of her hairy pussy and a nice white corselette that came down to just below her navel. She twirled around one time and caught a glimpse of the long garters holding her stockings up. There were six of them about six inches long and her nylons had black heels and seams.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked. "I put these on especially for you and left my panties off. I know you'll want to watch me piss later on like you used to do."
"Do you still have hairy pits?" I asked.