I’m not so sure that’s a good thing Teddy.” A sly smile crept across her sexy lips as I led her out the front door. Then there were the times I...felt like I’d caught her checking me out. I came down to the kitchen one morning in nothing but my boxer shorts. Mom glanced up from her coffee and I could have sworn she took a double-take. By that stage, I’d filled out to a well-defined 180 pounds. I made myself a coffee at the counter and turned for the milk to catch Mom gazing right at my ass. . Being cute gives her plenty of leeway, one of the men let’s her tug on his tie for a selfie as she makes a crazy face. She spies Uncle Ryan peeking in on her and she gives him a friendly wave as she hides the glass of wine on the other side. He smiles back, probably relieved to see her having such a good time. She feels a pang of guilt for drinking right under his nose, but he’s not her father, right? Turning away from him she faces the gentleman next to her that she’d been chit chatting with.. My cat came out of hiding, and, for some reason, seeing his fluffy orange fur made me feel even worse. I walked away while the girls petted and talked to him and went to the kitchen. The sight in front of me almost made me turn and leave the house.They'd left their dishes sitting in the sink for me to do. I couldn't believe it. The sink that had been sparkling clean, dishes done and put away. was now filled with dirty dishes. Plates covered with egg scum, glasses coated with milky residue. Pans. " No he hasn't Mummy!" Suzanne insisted."Well you're not to take him upstairs," she said."Oi, I ain't fucking fucking her in the fucking car am I?" I says, "Fucking Brigadier says fuck away so make up your fucking mind ok?" Mummy!" Suzanne protested, "You know I haven't had it for weeks!" But dear," her mother said."But nothing, come along John!" Suzanne insisted and she just about dragged me upstairs and chucked her shorts and panties on the floor and lay back to let me at her.Christ did she.