’ My room is on the fourth floor of a walkup in the old town. In winter, there is an occasional clanging that rises up the floors and within the wal...s, perhaps from the pipes that bring the hot water to the radiators. The sound offers me a distraction and I seize upon it. As I place my hand on the radiator in an attempt at naive diagnosis, I can sense you smiling in the darkness, smiling at my confusion. ‘Come back here and make yourself useful. Chop chop!’ Your giggles draw me in and I sit by. Some background: My SIL is something of a free spirit, 35, never married, has tried her hand at a lot of livelihoods, seems to have some psych issues with men and only seems to date guys that are not going to be serious partners for her. She's active in a 12 step program and has channeled her frustrations and energies into exercise - neck deep in cross-fit and similar programs. Complicated broad. Very fit, very attractive, very screwed up.She moved into a new apartment in late June, isn't. I was having it and looking at her navel from one corner of my eyes. She knew what I was doing and asked: “what are you looking at?” I said nothing and put my head down. I don’t know from where I got the courage I just asked “On that day in the garden was that​ accidental or did you do it on purpose” she pretended​ like she did not understand and asked me what am I talking about.I just went and sat near her and said”You know very well what I’m asking about” and she was silent for a bit so I. I wondered up stairs into my moms room. When i got up there the bathroom door was cracked. I walked over quietly to the door. I peeked in to see my mom rubbing lotion all over her tan chubby body. Her beautiful breast glisten in the light. As she put her soft short legs on the counter and started rubbing her pussy. My dick was extremely hard.I was rubbing my hard on through my jeans then she turned to get her robe. I took off out of her room. I went to the bathroom thinking of what i just saw..