Then one Monday after I had stopped traveling and had taken a stay at home job Lance told Amber that if she didn't believe him she should hide in his ...loset. He told her that Annie didn't want to do it in our house anymore because I might come home some day and catch them. Fifteen minutes after Amber had gone into the closet Annie and Lance had come into the room and Amber had watched for over two hours as her brother and my wife fucked on the bed right in front of Amber's eyes."It was neat. He. "I don't know what you think it is, but whatever it is, it's sweet." I think it's a giant-ass camera." she responded, snarkily. "What happened to the little handheld? I'll give you this though, it's definitely big... and impressive..." I tell you something else that's big... and impressive..." Micah retorted, far too quickly."Ha. Ha." the brunette sighed. "Pour me a glass of wine and let's talk about this whole situation."Micah already had a glass of wine prepared, and grabbed it from the. He looked down and went to put it away, and on an impulse she said “No, don't.” He looked up, uncomprehending. “Look,” she went on, “there's no use pretending what we were or weren't doing, right? And isn't shared joy increased? Let's finish what we started.” For a moment she could see the wheels in his head, trying to figure out if he had perhaps misunderstood, or if this was some kind of trap (even psych majors' brains don't work well at 0230 near the end of the semester), but she saw dawning. As she had reached down to feel the bed, her arm brushed against my scrotum more than just a little. Actually it was simply up against it the whole time. I felt myself being turned on by the touch, even if it was the touch of my mother. I arched my back, raising myself in the middle, my weight on my shoulder and heels. She blotted the bed underneath me then told me OK. She then told me to roll over so she could make sure my backside was dry. I turned toward her on my right side and she had to.