I pulled into the driveway and we get out and walk toward the opened garage door. I stop and said, “shit, I forgot the tennis rackets” and turn t... go back to the car. Benny continued into the house, and when I get into the house, Benny is in the middle of the living room stark naked and harder than he was in the shower, if that was even possible !Seeing him naked and hard, got my dick to spring to full attention as well, and grow even harder when Benny said, “come over before I lose my nerve. But it just kept ringing so I figured it must be important I cautiously picked up the hand set "Hello?" "Peter is that you honey?" I recognized the voice immediately it was my Aunt Sylvia who had moved out to Ohio a few years ago to be near her daughter and fate played a dirty trick her daughter met a guy fell in love and got married but his job is making him move to Florida well my Aunt wasn't about to move again so soon so there she is in Ohio but she made some friends and she seems happy. ", she paused looked at me in the eye and continued, " ...but I really like you, you are so nice and attentive and your smile is so disarming... I wasn't sure if it was ok to approach you, but now that we have I have to tell you that..."The phone rang, I ran to answer it. Couldn't wait to keep chatting with Natalie. It was Dad; he was going straight home after visiting his last client. I turned around to tell Natalie but did not see her. Probably outside having a smoke, I thought. Had to go. ..exciting! It meant, for one thing, that maybe my mom really wasn't quite as 'racist' as I'd grown up to see her as? Then there was the nagging thought that my step-dad might be in on this whole interracial sexual thing, as well. It made so much sense that he had been the one taking those photographs---but what about the very real possibility that my mom had fucked that black guy? If my step-dad had taken the photos of my mom snuggling and cuddling with that black guy, it seemed inescapable.