I wish I had seen it, but I didn’t see the signs. We had a spat, and that’s when we agreed to some time apart.”“That’s pretty close to what ...he told me as well. Let me ask you, did you intend to resume your relationship at the end of that month?”“Sir, to be honest, probably not. She has needs I can’t fulfill and I have limits that she can’t accept. When Birgit died and Becky came over, she and I talked it all through. Neither of us knows what the future holds, but for right now, I don’t think. So I had snuck down into my parents’ room to steal a pair of mom’s old panties. I found a freshly discarded one in the bathroom and my dick responded by standing in rapt attention.I was too excited to go back to my own room, so I stripped down my pants and my underwear, wrapped mom’s soft panties on my erect dick and began jerking off. Since I knew they wouldn’t be home for a while, I took my own sweet time, recalling the glimpses of mom’s voluptuous body I had seen over the years. Even that. Their perfume filled my nostrils, arousing me, a thigh pressed against each of mine, the gentle pressure of two hardly noticeable suspender buttons reminded me of what they were wearing beneath their black suits.I'd watched them dressing in their tight black corsets, flimsy black bras and sat quietly as they picked out identical black panties, mums from her suitcase and Sarah's from her drawer, they'd giggled at the look on my face as I shook my head in amazement."I don't suppose you were. . done things with Kevin the night before. Played with him. Jacked him off. And Kevin had let him.The whole gay thing, which, really, she had only begun to think about the previous morning, was now real. Bobby was in love with Kevin, and Kevin was happy to do ... sex things with Bobby. God, that was so hot. She wished she had been there to watch. Hell, been there to take part! Vicky suddenly remembered the sleepover at her place tomorrow night. The three of them, alone in her basement. Her.