The young man's name was Aaron Olson. He was a high school senior and he lived with his mom and his grandfather. His dad had died when he was two. His mom worked full time in his grandfather's camera shop, and he worked there part-time. Aaron, his mother and grandfather all lived in her childhood home.
The Bardoorian sisters occupied the house across the alley behind them. Like his mom, they also grew up in the same house they were living in now. Lisa, the older of the two women is in her early forties. Lisa is a lawyer, and was recently elected District Judge. Marie, the other sister is a little bit younger and is a Librarian at the public library. Both women are single and neither has ever been married. The two sisters and Aaron's mom have been best friends forever.
Aaron walked through Bardoorian's yard as a short cut to get to school. This night he was on his way to a basketball game where he was planning on taking pictures of the girls on the schools cheerleading squad. His camera was loaded with 1600-speed film and he was thinking about lens openings and shutter speed when a movement in the house caught his eye.
Leaning back in an overstuffed chair with her feet up on an ottoman was the Judge. Lisa can best be described as diminutive. She is small in stature with a rich flowing mane of wavy jet-black hair. Her dark eyes with their heavy lids were closed and her bushy eyebrows were scrunched together and she was biting at her lower lip. She was wearing a gray sweatshirt and black sweat pants. She had her feet together with the pants pushed down around her ankles, but her knees were a mile apart. The Judge had her hands stuffed down through the top of stretched out white panties and was furiously rubbing her crotch. Aaron could hardly believe what he was seeing and without even thinking about it, he brought the camera to his eye and started snapping off pictures. After a couple of quick shots, he slowed down and focused in on the spot where her hands were working away and then on her face. She would alter between biting at her lower lip and letting just the tip of her tongue slip between her full lush ruby red lips. With her head tilted back and her eyes closed, she looked like she was in seventh heaven. As he watched she arched her back and simultaneously cupped her pussy with both hands before stretching out her legs and relaxing back into the chair. She sat still for a few moments then she took her right hand out of her panties and sniffed at her fingers before licking them. A short time later she pulled up her pants and sat up.
It was at this point that Aaron realized the possibility that he could be seen by anyone passing by, and with a camera in his hands he could be found guilty of being a peeping tom. He hurried off down the driveway and went on to the school. His straining and throbbing cock demanded attention, so he headed straight for the john and beat off before going to the game.
At the gym Aaron sat with six or seven friends fairly high in the bleachers. He was able to get several shots off when one of the cheerleaders would be thrown high and spread her legs really wide right in front of them. He moved down to floor level and took several photos of the girls in various pyramid type formations as well as individual shots. After the game he had to promise is friends he'd bring the developed pictures to school on Monday if they were any good.
Aaron's grandfather had gone to Florida for a couple of months, and he and his mom were alone in the shop the next morning, which was Saturday. When she went out for lunch he got the films developed, but didn't have a chance to examine them closely and only got a cursory look before stuffing them away in a jacket pocket. He sure didn't want his mom to see what kind of pictures he was taking.
After dinner that night he finally got a chance to be alone in his room and was examining the pictures and beating off to one of Judge Lisa when his mother scared the shit out of him by knocking on his bedroom door. "Lisa and Marie are coming over in a couple of minutes to play bridge. It would be sweet of you to join us for a little while." His mom said.
At that very moment Aaron was looking at a picture of Lisa Bardoorian sucking pussy juice off her fingers and his mom is asking him to go down and play bridge with this woman. He had always thought that Lisa, and Marie for that matter, were attractive women. The dark Armenian eyes, hair and skin color make both women quite attractive. He'd masturbated many times thinking about them, but now...NOW HE WAS IN FULL ALERT HARDON LUST FOR LISA.
"OK mom." He shouted while he continued to masturbate to the photo of Lisa that made her look like a very sexually satisfied woman. "When they get here let me know and I'll come down."
The four played bridge for almost three hours. He tried as hard as he could to be the dummy and let his mom, who was his partner, play the hands. This gave him lots of time to examine Lisa without being too obvious. Aaron also looked a little closer at Marie and his mom. He thought all three women were good-looking and couldn't understand why none of them were married. His mom hardly ever dated anyone. But she had married his dad, so she probably wasn't a lesbian, but maybe the other two were he thought.
Near the end of the evening his mom and Marie went out into the kitchen leaving Lisa and Aaron alone. She was always lecturing Marie and his mom about helping teenagers learn the meaning of life, so He figured he'd try something with her. "Lisa..." Aaron started and fumbled a little bit. "I've got a ethical or maybe it's a moral problem, and I'm wondering if you would have any time to talk with me about it?"
"Sure Aaron, anytime. Is it something you want to talk to me in private about?" She asked.
"Yes. Could you meet me tomorrow afternoon? We could meet in my grandfather's 'pout house'." His grandfather had fixed up a den in the garage so that he could get away from Aaron when he was a little kid. Now the two used it as a TV room. Sally, Aaron's mother never went in it to the best of his knowledge.
"Sure," she said. "I'll meet you there at about two tomorrow afternoon."
He was ready for the Judge well before two. He had three pictures of the cheerleaders stacked on a coffee table, and the one of Lisa sucking her fingers, tucked away in the back of a drawer. After Lisa arrived and they engaged in a little small talk he hit her with his alleged problem. "I took pictures of the cheerleading squad at the game last Friday, and when I developed the pictures I found that I had a lot more than I bargained for. I admit that I was trying to get a few up skirt panty shots for my friends to see, but I'm not sure I should show these pictures to anyone. Would you tell me what to do?"
The 1st picture showed a girl suspended in the air with her legs wide apart. The focus was so great that you could see the stitching on the edging of the leg holes of her panties. The dark green panties had pulled up tight into her ass crack and you could make out the camel toe shape of her pussy. The 2nd picture showed a pyramid shot with one girls hand pushed up in the ass crack of the girl she was holding up, and the 3rd one had this very same girl with her hands squeezing the tits of her teammate that she had just caught after some routine.
"Well, Aaron, I see two or three different things that you can do. First you could just burn the pictures and try to forget that you even took them. I know that would be hard for a horny teenage boy but that would be one choice. Another would be to give the pictures to the girl that seems to be the aggressor in a couple of these shots and let her know that others, especially you, know that she has been caught in her inappropriate behavior. And you could take the one of the girl that has her crotch on display and ask her for a private session with you. I wouldn't recommend that you blackmail her, but maybe you could get lucky and she'll trade you an up front live view of her private parts in exchange for the picture you have." She said this with a crazy little grin on her face before she added; "Morals are something you have to decide for yourself. You have to live with the consequences, therefore only you can make the right decision." Lisa stated this with authority and a very serious look on her face.
