He helped her straighten up, then sat down on the chair, folding the girl into his lap, his strong arms going protectively around her.I stepped away f...om the window. Quietly I put the unused glass away, picked up my briefcase, and left the house. I went to a movie, and sat through it twice. I never saw the images streaming across the screen. I kept seeing my son and his beautiful young lover. I went to the ladies room about midway through the film, and quietly masturbated myself through three. Joann was still wearing her nightgown. It hung to her knees, her tits straining against the top. The tiny panties beneath them showed more than Joann was accustomed to, but it was something her husband had bought her, and she wore it still. There was a throbbing ache inside her cunt, an ache that had been there since the day before. She felt herself getting wet, and she turned from them, angry at her stupid embarrassment.She wanted to be like her son and daughter, free and erotic and without. . I remember very well... I rem... oh God this is good! ... I remember you coercing me. But I don't...ohhhhh... regret it one bit."I leaned into her and reached my hand around. My fingers nestled through her unkempt pubes that were soaking wet with her juices. I rubbed her swollen clit and listened to her moan loudly with delight.I was sure she was getting close for as noisy she was expressing her pleasure. But she suddenly called out, "Wait, wait! Pull out!" I was a bit confused, but did. ’ ‘No, I thought I had better save myself for later.’ ‘Things are getting out of hand here John,’ she said seriously. ‘I thought that you and I were you know, special, like going steady or something,’ Jane stopped talking and looked down at the covers avoiding his eyes. He held out his arms and said, ‘ Come here you foul mouthed little minx,’ she put her plate down and snuggled up to him. He lay there holding her gently, ‘I know exactly what you mean Jane, it was complicated enough when we.