Then my dad was dressed to go work in the yard. He stopped by my room "Boy you going to help me in the yard or help your mom in the house" he asked "I...m not sure dad what do you want me to do" "Help your mom I got the yard" He walked outside. I heard the mower going and about then my mom walked into my room "Your room is a mess and I think we need to get it cleaned up this morning" She walked over to a chair in my room bent over to pick up come cloths and damn her gown raised up showing me her. We entered the room i pored her a drink and sat on the couch, i lent over and we started to kiss very gently, parting each others lips and swapping tounges, god my cock was bursting out of my trousers, she started to rub my bulge and my hand started up her stocking clad leg which parted allowing me easy acces to the bulge in her red knickers.We were both starting to rip each others clothes off and i was down to my boxer shorts, Sandras skirt was off her blouse was open to the waist her bra was. Wanting more time to craft a solid excuse, and realizing that under the circumstances his voice might give something away at the moment, he didn't call Nadia directly. Putting down the phone he watched Gabriella cross the distance from her desk and round the corner of his. Backing away from the desk he spun his chair to face her. Leaning over, her slim hand massaged his rapidly stiffening cock through the fabric of his trousers. After a few moments of that she deftly unzipped his fly,. " Uh, Doris. Can I borrow a suit, I don't have one." Oh. Gosh Ted when you said you had been at the beach, I guess I just thought you had a suit on under your jeans. Well, that's OK, you can swim in your shorts, it just like a suit anyway. Now go ahead and get changed." Doris walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Well, almost closed the door. She left about a two-inch gap and if Ted looks her way he can watch her changing clothes in the mirror.Yea, that's OK like shit, he thought. He.