. Lloyd, I'm tired. It's been a long day and I need to get some sleep... so please don't call me again tonight, okay?" Ah... sure, Steve. I'm sorry, I...didn't even notice how late it was, son... get some sleep and have a good day tomorrow, all right?" I will, Lloyd. Thanks. Goodnight."He was exhausted but couldn't sleep. "Overreacting." The word had gotten a lot of use lately. After rolling around restlessly in the bed for thirty minutes, Steve got up and padded down the hall to the study. He. Nobody will help you.- Oh, no, how could you, you're terrible!- Shut up because I want to go to sleep! She said and grabbed the tights from her desk and put them in a drawer where she kept other pantyhose and underwear. Satisfied that she succeeded, she went to bed.The next day Marlene stood up like every day at 6 am. She always ran for an hour, then breakfast and studies.- Hmmm let's check my new tights, she thought. She looked into the drawer and pulled out her tights. She came across her. Troy's cock was still firmly inside me and hard as only a sixteen-year old guy can be as we watched his mother pull her bra off her large breasts which must have been DD's crowned with large brown nipples which stood out from her breasts. They didn't sag much, just a little, and we just stared at her as she stood there in front of me and her son, who, I am guessing, has never seen his mother naked before.I couldn't help but wonder what the hell she was thinking about or thinking about doing.. Hisattitude changed quite a bit all of a sudden. He wasn't exactly meanbut suddenly he seemed very demanding. He told me he was divorced, buthad some of his wife's stuff still. I had long hair back in those days.He left for a minute, came back with a skirt and some lipstick. Heagain told me to strip and I was worried for a while that somethingreally bad was going to happen to me. However, I have always been alittle submissive and I felt like I should obey. I said "Yes Sir" and Ipeeled off.