Every time I see her or talk to her, my heart flutters. I sometimes get so excited, I would have to step out of the room and go “relieve” myself i... the nearest bathroom. I would have to be really careful not to be walked in on because our house was quite open with nudity and privacy. Not only have I walked in on Chelsea while she is showering or using the toilet, but she has done the same with me. She once walked in on me jerking it and stopped dead to watch me before I had the chance to scream. I kiss you neck. I then spend some time with your breasts teasing with my hands and lips. Your nipples are extended greatly now and I lavish them with my tongue. I cross from one to another and back and forth. I know this is making your body squirm a little but you enjoy it. I continue for a few moments and feel your hands press me into your breasts. I then step back and allow myself the sight I am after. I see your legs spread a little and go to my knees again. I raise one leg and kiss up and. Mother sent our uniforms with the bellboy. "Half an hour? Yes, ma'am. Brushed and pressed. Yes, ma'am. You might want to glance at the paper, Ma'am ... You made the front page."Mom picked up the courtesy newspaper and started to read. She blushed, turned white, blushed again and quickly folded the paper when I tried to look."Oh No! Wendy, take a shower. You can read this later. We have dinner in 45 minutes. Hurry."I couldn't find the paper after my shower..."MOM?!! You ... you ... you mother,. My eyes lit up, he’d never struck me as the kind of man to be packing such an enormous package.“Did I do that?” I asked cheekily, looking up at him. “If I do a good job, I get my promotion, deal?”“Yes,” he groaned.“I want to hear you say it,” I replied.“Yes, deal.” He groaned once more.I pulled his boxer shorts down and his cock sprung to attention in front of me. It was such a wonderful cock, long and incredibly juicy with a neat trim of hair at the base. I opened my mouth as wide as I could.