I heard the door unlock and in came Becca. I was sipping a beer and I smiled and said “hi, home early?”. She sat down next to me cuddling and said...“I'm sorry, you always look out for me, I was so wrong yelling at you and … you were right, no game Sunday”. I knew tax season was in full bloom and asked “taxes all done too?”. She smiled and said “for tonight” as she took a drink of my beer and unzipped my jeans. She said “you've been neglected” and began sucking my cock. It had been a couple of. ”“An allowance? He doesn’t pay you wages for your hours?”She shook her head. “No.”“That’s probably illegal,” he replied.“Mattie is my niece. It’s a family thing — at least that’s what Brad told me when she was born and they asked me to care for her.”“It’s probably still illegal, nonetheless.”“My job as a teachers’ aide is part-time, but it’s the first income I’ve had that’s truly mine. It’s not enough to live on, though.”“Do you enjoy the work?” he asked.“Oh, very much. Ron — you need to. My skin felt hot all over my body in spite of a cool breeze in the shade of the Starbucks patio. I felt heat radiating from the core of my body too. The most disconcerting thing for me is that no matter what I did, thoughts like, “He’s a very nice-looking man.” kept echoing around in my brain. I started to feel overwhelmed and confused. Those feelings led to my vagina getting wet spontaneously for the first time in my life. The scent of my female lubricating juices seemed overpoweringly strong. "Mom, what happened? Where are my pyjamas?" he asked."Baby, it is only fair, you removed mommy's clothes at night while sleeping, so mommy thought from now on you are not allowed to wear your pyjamas in bed" replied the very horny mother."Oh", replied Binu. It took him a few seconds to register this new information but the hormones of a young teenager took over again and he was back in action, kissing his mother full on the lips; his tongue playing with hers while he explored her body to his.