"I'll tell you more." A deep voice said from behind me.I turned, screaming as I dropped a soda and sent it rolling across the floor. "Billy!" Do you a...ways drop a soda before you drink it?" He said over the music. He was watching the can roll to a stop by the stove."You scared me to death." I plopped the pickles on the counter and went to turn down the music."I knocked but Travolta out did me." Billy said with a grin. "Nice moves by the way." Geeze." My heart was still racing. "I'm going to. "He's my brother."What do you think of me?" Donna asked, a little nervous."What should we think about you, Mom?" About me doing... both of you? Girls aren't supposed to do that, you know. I mean, two guys at once." But you're our Mom," Mike answered. "That's different." Oh, it is? How?" It just is," Mike said. "You're not one of those sluts running around wiggling their ass, fucking one guy after another. You wouldn't fuck anyone but us, Mom. We know that."Donna felt like crying with love for. It was quiet and casual but nice. I'd ease my hand real slowly over towards him, and he'd slip his hand over towards mine. We'd inch towards each other for a minute then maybe the ends of our little fingers would touch lightly; just enough to feel.We'd stay that way for several minutes, intently listening to the teacher and apparently being absorbed in the lesson. But at least on my part, it was only about half on what the teacher was saying.It felt really comfortable, as if we were old friends. He pulled his robe over his head and sat there looking like a business tycoon in his shirt and tie. A huge bulge ran down his thigh as he licked his lips before pulling my panties to the side. A moan escaped my lips as his thumb brushed over my clit. He then withdrew his hand and sat back in his seat awaiting my next move. I removed my bra and tweaked my nipples while placing my foot on his crotch. Then I stepped off the desk and turned my back to him. Bending over as I pulled my panties down.