Holy Shit! Was I really doing this? No stopping now, she was in the hallway, even if I tried to close the door she would see me. Silence… She had to...be at the doorway by now watching me. I kept my head glued to the screen while I worked my panty covered cock with my hand.Just when I thought I could not take the silence anymore. “What the fuck are you doing!” she said.I whipped my head around and saw her standing there looking shocked. “Your home early” I yelped. Her gaze dropped to my lingerie. Then, of course, we had to stop at Jasmine’s apartment so she could change clothes since she had nothing to change into at my house and didn’t want to do the walk of shame at school.“Jasmine, honey, I wanted to explain about Ray...” Sondra started as soon as she saw us. She was carrying a huge mug of coffee and looked like she hadn’t slept the night before.“Not now, Mother,” Jas snapped. “I need to change clothes and get to school. The Calculus final is this morning.”“But we need to talk,”. She didn’t know that I knew about her relationship with her stepfather – unless Mrs Hubert had confronted them about it, which I doubted very much.Nor did she know I knew about the foursome she and her illicit lover had enjoyed at least once with my – gag, gasp – parents, whatever permutations that had involved.What she did know was that I would soon be leaving for university, and she seemed to be dreading it. She became more loving, more demonstrative, and now that she had finally stopped. The more time she spent with the guys from work the more she wondered. She wondered what it would be like with Vern? Would he be rough or gentle? Or how about Tom? Would cock size matter? His seemed pretty large if what it felt like when he poked her on the dance floor was any indication. And then there was Dave - from the way he acted she was pretty sure he wanted her, but could she? Could she actually do it? Several of the men she worked with appealed to her and she was sure they would all be.