”Mom and I talked last night into the wee hours. It was wonderful, Kit. Mom was treating me like a peer -- like another adult and not as her daughte.... We talked about school and classes ... men and love. It was like girl-talk with a best friend or a fond roommate. When I mentioned it to her, Mom said, “You’re an adult, Nichelle -- you’re a woman, now. You’ll always be my daughter, but you’ll never be a child again.” Kit heard her sniffling. Sorry ... We also talked about you.“What about me?”Mom. Nice guy, very quiet, into his children. Helped coach his kids in sports. Smart and nice looking guy. Nadine was very doting around children and not just her own. I don’t think anyone would not have absolute trust in her taking care of her children. As much as Nadine and Steve were seen together I never saw them touch each other in anything which would be considered a sexual fashion. The always were extremely friendly to each other and you never heard them utter the sarcastic ‘digs’ you usually. I knew that if i didn't do something about the situation I would forever regret the total lack of excitement I was now faced with.I excused myself and headed to the restroom brushing past the beautiful brunette flight attendant with a smile that was intoxicating. I slipped into the tiny stall pulling up my skirt and furiously fingering my pussy thinking of all kinds of nasty sex scenes in my head, I settled in on Karen the sexy flight attendant, picturing her nude hovering over my face, slowly. How long he was going to watch me treat my popsicle like a rigid cock."Gonna take a leak..." He finally said in a soft tremeloed voice. He rose from his seat and trotted upstairs where I heard his bedroom door open and shut.I pondered as to what he was actually doing in there. Mom was still at work, so he might have been taking advantage of the fact and rubbing one out. The thought got me hot, my pussy lips slightly twinging.I knew there was a rule somewhere that said fucking your parents was.