Rate this story It was just a normal lunch hour; I was in the park looking for a place to eat my sack lunch. I was not searching for sun or shade or a view of the greenery, I was hoping to find a seat where I might get a glimpse up a young ladies skirt. I know it sounds sick and I guess it is but nothing turns me on more than to peek where I’m not supposed to look. I ended up across from a rather frumpy woman sitting on a blanket while she fed most of her...
