Stacy’s body throbbed and her mind took in the scene through a calm haze. Rebecca, running one hand through Mike’s hair. Mike, pawing at her slim ...rame with big hands and finding her firm chest. Rebecca, unzipping his pants with the finesse of pure sexual competence.Disengaging herself deftly from Mike’s lips, Rebecca looked at Stacy, who was still on her knees and with her lips parted in disbelief. “Why don’t we make some use of her first?” Rebecca asked.Mike nodded, then closed her eyes as. "I might be missing the point, Walter," Margaret said. "When your mothercalled me this morning, she told me that her problem with you has become veryserious. She said that you've frankly confessed a sexual interest in her, andthat you've even tried to initiate a sexual relationship with her. Now, I getthe impression that this sexual contact has progressed farther than your mother indicated. Is that true?" "Whatever she told you." Walter shrugged. "Do you fuck your mother, Walter?" . Annette was a charming hostess and she sincerely seemed to be sorry that their father couldn't be with them until later. The food was served by Gorn Plato's enormous wife with neither a smile nor a scowl on her face, just blankness.When their stepmother engineered the conversation around to sex the girls were both astounded and a little relieved to get back on a subject they both knew so well and enjoyed so much.The woman not only seemed pleased that she had walked in and caught both of the. ‘Yes, darling?’ he cooed, eyes gaze locked on hers as she stared and reached toward him with one tentative hand. ‘Stop that,’ she chided, furrowing her brow at realizing that he was enjoying her reaction to him before she placed her hands on her hips. Tom was standing there in nothing but a pair of low-riding jeans, the belt forgotten somewhere between dinner and now, with the charcoal grey waistband of his boxer briefs visible. That sweet crest across his hip drew her eye to the dark curls.