"Do you have a favorite fabric in slips?" She unfolded two half slips from the basket, a pale blue Vanity Fair with rosette lace, nylon tricot. The ...ther was also a Vanity Fair but was black Antron III. Nylon tricot is my fave but Antron III is a close second," he answered, flushing slightly. "Which of these do you like?" She was waisting no time. "It's hard to pick one," he answered, now fully blushing. She giggled, looking and the growing lump in the crotch of his pants and put her hand on. "Mmmm," she moaned out.So there was Ralph, rubbing his mom's back and rubbing the crotch of his shorts against her butt. And to his surprise, she didn't move away. She likes it. He said in his mind and that made Ralph even more hornier and riskier. Ralph moved his hands off her back and grabbed the sides of her hips. Tammy pushed her butt into Ralph's crotch and he knew this was his invitation for some nasty fun. So he pressed the crotch of his shorts harder into the crack of his mom's butt.. And, you're sitting around here waiting for her to call," I pointed out, and I thought I made good points. "Plus, you let everyone think you were going out." Seth looked in my direction, smiling slightly, as if he were amused by my observations."It's not like that," he insisted. "I just don't like it when people talk about me and not to me. It's like, if anyone wanted to know what was going on with me and Angela, they could have asked--we're just friends. I mean, she's comfortable, you know?. " The knot gave way and my robe fell open, exposing my nakedness."Bill..." My father-in-law placed a finger against my lips to shush me. "You want this, Peggy," he whispered, clenching my nipple gently between his thumb and forefinger, caressing it.I sucked in my breath and rubbed my legs together, vainly attempting to quell the insistent itch that kept growing stronger. This couldn't be happening.He said, "You need this. Both of you do."He knew? "We shouldn't," I lamented breathlessly, but.