“No tight spandex for him,” she mused. He had a mug of coffee balanced on the arm of his chair. He seemed to be reading news on a tablet. Some sor... of light classical music was playing.Beyond the sweep of the living room windows, she could see the deep shadows and bright highlights cast by an early morning sun across the meadow, clearly showing the undulating terrain as it sloped down to the stream. The forest on the far side of the stream looked dark and primeval.For the first time, she. "Let' see," the teen smiled, pulling out a pair of long leathergloves from her book bag, "I think, yes, back against the partition,teacher! Now reach up and grip the edge and stick those tits out forme!" She moaned, her butt had finally lost her welts and now she'sgoing to do her breasts. "I don't have time for much but you really need to be taught yourplace, teacher! I just don't know what it is with you!" The girlran her hands under and over her heaving warm breasts, her nippleserecting. “It’s not natural!”“Mum…” I began but she cut me off.“Oh, I know what you said,” she said in a sarcastic, lilting voice, pausing in her search for a moment. “You’ve said it often enough.”She held up her hand and began to count on her fingers.“One; you’re both over eighteen. Two; it’s not serious; you’re only having fun. Three; you’re not hurting anyone. Four; you’re on the pill so there won’t be any accidents. Full marks for your gullible Mother?”In my case she could have added that I was head. Mom and Dad finished the bottle while they stuck around watching the party on television for most of the next hour but said their good nights shortly before midnight. I turned off the TV not long after they left, headed for my own bed. I brushed my teeth and got dressed for bed, then propped myself up in bed with my phone to wait for midnight, so I could text Katie and tell her happy New Year and that I love her.Just before twelve, I could hear my parents start fucking in their room. I chuckled.