‘Thank you,’ she said. ‘It’s nice to have someone to talk to while you’re working up a sweat. James prefers his privacy.’ ‘Not me,’ Ed...ie answered too quickly. It was obvious that he’d not anticipated company, wearing only a pair of baggy gym shorts. Ellen felt a bit of embarrassment herself. This young man obviously worked out, took pride in his sculpted chest, his ridiculously narrow waist and powerful arms. Ellen thought he might have the broadest shoulders she’d ever seen, despite their. He was her youngest and favorite son. It had been so wonderful having him home. Yet ironically she was relieved that after tomorrow the temptation that she’d felt for the last few weeks would no longer be there. The incestuous feelings of lust for her son that had reemerged during Shawn’s visit were becoming increasingly difficult for her to suppress. They’d started up again on the first day of his visit and built since then. What triggered those desires was seeing Shawn wearing a skin hugging. Jessica did what I asked, but she turned to me, saying "But what if people see me, sir?"I put my hand on her inner thigh. I could already see her fingers moving in small circles on her teen pussy. "That's what I'm hoping for, my little slut."The drive went fairly smoothly. A couple people stared as we drove past, and a trucker drove beside us for at least a minute, honking his horn as we finally turned away down a different street. I could see Jessica blush, but she made no move to cover. I remember humming some nameless tune as I spread the suds over my body, the lather feeling luxurious as I spread them around. I bent down to soap my legs and feet and happened to glance between my legs, he was watching me, actually he had stopped moving and was fixated on my ass. I kept washing feeling just a bit funny knowing my ass was waving around in the air. I squatted down and glanced in his direction, his eyes were closed as he washed his face and hair. God I thought, he was one.