She had completed the ream job of my behavior during our long talk. But she hadn't forgotten, and she was making sure Wynter was okay and in her own s...parate room. We all slept in late that Sunday morning.When I awoke about ten in the morning the first thing I did was go to Wynter's room. I woke her up quietly and told her I wanted to know why she had blushed when Mom had asked about our Dad. She was very reluctant to say anything. But I hugged her and caressed her and just made her feel loved.. I have to do something. She's practically naked. I saw everything. SHE knew I saw everything. I have to make a move but how? I jumped into the shower. I took the fastest shower anyone ever took. I barely dried off. I went back down to the basement to "check on the washer" (which was only running for about 10 minutes) wearing only the towel. My thought was this; If the towel "accidentally" fell off, exposing me, it wouldn't be my fault, right? It was gonna work. I hoped. I was nervous. Shaking.. I wondered if he was taking care of that while I was out there waiting. My jeans suddenly felt a lot tighter than normal, but looking down, I decided that it could have been worse. I was suddenly very grateful for the fact that Luke had a fetish for walking around naked. It was good practice for controlling reactions similar to this one.I tried to look as normal as possible when Seth suddenly opened the door again. He'd obviously dressed quickly. His jeans needed straightening and the top half. He moves a hand up and under her gown, between her breast, and still avoiding direct contact with them, pressing her to him. She wiggles her ass more, he feels himself hard in anticipation and need, both from the movement of her nearly naked ass on his crotch and from holding this untouched young woman. The hand on her hip moves to her abdomen and then to the top of her panty. A finger goes just under the elastic, moving along the edge, just under and she cries out and stiffens … she cums..