I slowly open it and look in. By the dim light, I seehis jeans and boxers in a pile by the foot of his bed. His shoes and tossedbeside them. I look on...his bed and my heart drops. I see my brother'sback, and I can see him thrusting and I know he has someone over and isfucking them. I start to hear the moans and look to see if I can tell whohe has over. I walk in quite as a mouse a few steps and stop. That's when Isee a bra laying on the floor. I am crushed. I guess I knew he wouldeventually find. He handed the IOUs to his mother and sprinted for his room. I looked at Eva, who was frowning at me."I was just playing," I said."Were you?" she asked, one eyebrow arching."Absolutely!" I said, crossing my heart. "I absolutely have no designs on your virtue." Why not?" she asked, her voice arching this time. "Am I ugly or something?"I blinked, but didn't have time to come back with anything, because Timothy was back with his artist kit, which he opened on my lap. He had obviously spent a lot of. He was playing with her tits almost immediately. She said that she was holding his cock through his pants pretty much right away as well. He finally said “c’mon, there was a motel right when we got off the interstate, lets go there.” She said OK.She went and got in her car and she followed him back towards the exit. She said that she was about 90% sure she was going to just jump back on the interstate at this point and just high tail it out. But she did not. He pulled in and she pulled. " Excuse me for interrupting," Tim, don't interrupt! Just get your kit off, and get in that armchair."I know when to give in gracefully and this seemed like the time to prove it, and it could be fun."Mom you're not going to get me to..." I'm not going to get you to do anything my love, this is my playtime now. Make yourself a drink and get comfortable? I may be a while."It did not take long to get me erect, especially as Carol was sitting on the couch watching her mother stroke me then bending.