Down boy, he chuckled, remembering last night.Stephanie had greeted him at the door wearing nothing but an apron. Apparently she talked Cassie into ta...ing the kids to pick up a couple of pizzas from Carmine's for dinner. She turned and walked to the kitchen counter and bent over, wiggling her bare ass at him. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she wanted. Not that he was complaining; he was more than happy to oblige. It was quick. And it needed to be. Darren heard Cassie's car pull in. Again I did this very slowly and methodically. First unzipping her zipper all the way, pausing, and then eventually I took off only her pants – leaving her white cotton panties on. No reciprocation on her part. She kept my pants on, no unbuttoning, no unzipping, no fondling of my penis whatsoever. Subtly, I unbuttoned my pants. Slightly later, I unzipped my fly. Still later, in as quick and subtle a fashion as I could mange I slipped off my own pants. I didn’t do anything to guide her hand to. ” She moaned quietly to herself. I was pretty sure I knew what she was thinking about. I watched from the shadows of the kitchen as Mom massaged the back of her neck. “You have to stop thinking about it.” She advised herself under her breath before putting her elbows on the table and burying her face in her hands. She shook her head slowly with regret and sighed long and slow. It was right then, remembering the attitude Mom had when she first caught me this afternoon that I got an idea…I. “How are you feeling?” She asked running her fingers through my hair. “Very relaxed. Thank you. I didn’t realize how tired I was.” “Good. Now tonight is a big night and if you do exactly what you’re told then by the end of it you’ll have more fun than you ever thought possible.” Candace seemed to be holding something back from me but I figured it couldn’t be anything I haven’t already done over the last couple days. “Now I want you to get up and get ready. I want your hair and make up done.