After dinner we go up to my room afterwards. As we are sitting on my bed I see her underwear on the floor is a cute pink lace thong. I wonder what tha... would look like on me. I ask her if I put them on. She says ok. I take my skirt off then my panties. My stupid bush was so embarrassing. She laughs and says you really need to start shaving that. I put the thong on. The material felt so good. i look in the mirror. it looked to cute on me. from behind even better. my ass looked so nice and smooth. I watched as my mom was finishing hers. Her robe as half open and her beautiful breasts were spilling out and jiggling as she ate. I could also see the lips of her pussy against her sheer panties as her legs were slightly parted. I felt my cock stir again.“Mom…”“Robby stop. Before you say anything you will listen to me. What we did last night was wrong. I shouldn’t have let things get out of hand like that. Not just last night, I should have stopped things long ago. It wasn’t right for. I’ll go and find some towels and something for you to put on while you clothes are drying. I don’t think I’ve got anything that would fit either of you but at least it won’t be too small.” I’m not a big guy but even one of my tee shirts would fit both of them at the same time.Before I went I put down a saucer of milk for the cat, I mean, you have to keep in character don’t you?The first thing we did was sort out the washing in their bags and got that going. Getting the washing machine at least. ”“I need to keep my eyes on the road. Proceed as though I’d waved my eyebrows at you.”“Our own.” Okay. He’d decided that, since Marilyn couldn’t be weird, he was. But now he was talking to Dad, who was definitely weird. He, and his society, had rules far crazier than any the course had covered.Sunday, he got to see Marilyn again. They sat together in church, and their hips, at least, touched. Afterwards, though, they parted. Monday, he went downtown and bought Marilyn a chain like the ones he’d.