The light was green. She grabbed the wheel and I fumbled with my pants. We drove off laughing. We were still laughing and flirting as we piled the bag... up on the kitchen table all in a heap. She had bought all kinds of goodies and even three bottles of wine for the weekend. I didn't know if I was meant to stay so long but she did say back a bag. She took it now and set it down by one of the chairs before helping me slide off my coat.She lifted one shapely leg and pulled off her boots and I. ” He laughed and hugged me from behind, arms reaching around to cross over my breasts. I could feel his arousal firm between my ass cheeks. “For you silly.” He kissed the back of my neck gently. “For your special day.” “Special day?” I muttered drily. “Don’t know what you’re talking about, it hasn’t seemed all that special.” “No? Well the show you put on earlier was.” I looked at him strangely. What show? At my confusion, he laughed again and explained. “I was in the bedroom when you can. Nothing disgusting, just enough to remind her it wasn't silk sheets she'd be laying on. I opened the curtains and sat down to wait.The door lock whirred open a few minutes later and Stacy walked in with the suitcases. She walked across the room, swaying her hips, muttering something that was supposed to be sexy. She started to put her arms around my neck but I stepped around her and picked up the smaller suitcase.Stacy kept talking, she'd found a parking place near the side door as I'd asked. I like it.”Danny’s cock was starting to harden, as a non-existent bump in his pajamas became existent, then evident, then obvious.“There it goes again,” Haley said.The TV had been forgotten, although the movie was still running.“Let’s, um, go to my room, what do you think?” I asked. Six months ago, this never would have occurred to me and giving Danny a handjob wouldn’t have happened. Five months ago, I might have thought about the handjob, having had sex with my son at that point, but I doubt.