I stretched my arms and pulled them into a hug. "Julie, Tammy, as you can see, Betty has agreed to join us." They both looked at me with longing. Juli... asked, "Are you sure this is the way to go, and sure you want us to be with you?"Betty came around as the two girls came into the room. She made no attempt to cover up, looking much sated, with adoring eyes at me. "That may have been the most memorable moment of my life," she murmured, dreamily.I answered the girls, "Yes that is the way it has. ******There was a knock on the door. I swung it open and, as expected, there was Kevin - his left hand in his pocket, right hand holding a beer, his face held the expression of a man who has never seen a worry, no less had one. It was vintage Kevin. He very much reminded me of the of the boy I met ... what seemed lifetimes ago now... on the driveway of my home. He casually looked me over and smiled his boyish grin. "You look nice Patricia. And from the smell of things," he was now walking into. She was a whoops anyway, I already had a 14 year old son and a 12 year old daughter. I had a great life even if I was not feeling sexy after the baby. The baby was almost two months old when my son, Dylan, brought his friend Zach over. Zach was a nice kid, 14 about 5’8 and athletic. His sea blue eyes and light blond hair I thought for sure he was a girl magnet.When he was there he kept staring at my chest, it took me awhile to realize why. My normally 36C tits were swollen since I was. I was invited to join them, at my grand daughter’s insistence, but I was starting to wonder what the family’s relationship with each other actually was. It seemed to me that everyone did their own thing and had poor little Susan there to keep everything on an even keel and I didn’t like what I was seeing so far.They all arrived after dark to hugs and glad pats on the back and a big thank you to Susan for fixing dinner for the family. Afterwards, they all came out in the living room to leave.