I followed him into the kitchen and sat on a bar stiil. He said he needs to order the materials and it would be later today before they get here. " Yo... can wait here if you want or come back later". Thinking to myself, there's no need coming all the way back in the heat of the afternoon." I'll just wait" I told him. " Great" he said," no seance sitting around all sweaty, go take a shower and I'll make us lunch. I agreed and went to the bathroom. When I stepped out of the shower, my clothes. You'll have to come in, do something nice and then leave before they have a chance to react," John said.The coffee pot gurgled one last time. John poured two cups of coffee. He added a little cream to hers.Vicki asked, "Do you mean that I should do things like clean their rooms while they are away?" No!" John exclaimed. "Never ever enter their rooms!" Why not?" Vicki asked taken aback by the energy of his response."You've got to respect their privacy. Their rooms are their rooms. You don't go. "I hate you! I hate you! You... You.... BOY!" He said the last word like it was the worst curse he could bestow.I heard pounding and rushed into the bathroom, to find him hitting themirror with every bit of force he had cracking it. Then, like a puppetwhose strings had been cut, he collapsed to the floor and wept.I gathered him into my arms and held him tight."Please. Tell me what's wrong," I said."Daddy..." he said with a sob. "Make him go away. He's ... wrong."He was pointing at his own. I puckered my lips and blew him a kiss. That did it. He came over and standing outside the shower in his shirt, shoes and shorts and we kissed. I asked him if he wanted to join me in the shower and next thing I know he was naked in the shower with me. We kissed some more, our cocks were getting hard and rubbing against each other. Our hands were caressing our chests and stomachs and asses. He was a moderately hairy man, chest legs and some on his ass.I kissed and licked my way down his.