And so my mornings and days repeat. The watching, the coming, the vowing not to watch again, the restless nights, and the watching again. All leading ...p to a week later, when Alexa came knocking on my door, tiny camera in hand.* "Well," she says, turning back to me. "I for one, am not."My heart thuds. I'm taken completely off guard. "Not sorry?" My words sound so stupid.She meets my gaze and walks toward me. I can barely hear her words over the aching rhythm of my heart, and, I realize with. "It's OK, baby, you can play with yourself. There's nothing to be ashamed of." He watched my hand moving in my shorts --- he didn't look anywhere else, until his eyes slowly moved up from my shorts to my tits, and then to my face. "You're doing it, to, huh, Mom?" I nodded. Red-faced, I managed a smile. "Seeing you like that, I think, turned me on a lot." His eyes widened. "Really? You liked it? It made you excited?" "Yes, Tommy, you really excited me." He moved the covers aside, and I saw him. The blonde was tall, trim, at least a C-cup and had a nice tuft of pubic hair, showing she was a natural blonde. Her friend was a little shorter, just as trim, a solid B-cup and was bald between her legs.After they had been sitting for a little bit, Kate leaned over to her Mom and said, “Mom, I think the blonde sitting over there is checking you out.”“You’re crazy. What would a girl like her want with someone like me,” said Kari, as she looked at the girl. “Gad, she is looking at me and licking. With the rest of the floor cleared out already it was going to be a long two hours. She pulled out her phone, ordered some take out, and then began flicking her way through Tinder. An hour later she had an assortment of Chinese take out boxes stacked on her desk. "Break time Mr J!" she called as she grabbed a few and took them in to him. He was sitting there, headphones on watching some kind of streaming video. "What the fuck?!" He just chuckled. "I told you I was going to be right behind you.".