I’ve been waiting for this.” The blood rushed to my face and cock. As I slowly stripped off my clothes, I wondered if I would have the balls to fu...k my mother.“Oh, yes, you are the big one,” Mom whispered. “I knew you would turn out best” I was curious how would I compare with my father and brothers. She patted the bed beside her. “Don’t think of me as your mother, just imagine that I am a woman you just picked up in a beer bar.”I lay trembling beside her, unsure how to start. “We’re going to. Remarkable,” she smiled and left.“Uhm, Joe?” Katrina said from across the table.“Yes sweetheart?” Joe asked.“Could I ... do you think maybe I could play the young Alex character?”“And I could play the Al character?” Charlie asked.Joe laughed.Charlie smirked. “It’s not you Kat. He intended to ask me.”“I did,” Joe admitted.“Well, I’m definitely in.”“Good. So Katrina? Have you acted?”“I have. In school. I’ve always taken classes in theater along with my literature classes. A couple little. The view of her full breasts, her large seductive silver dollar areolae and hard nipples visible through the lace fabric was mesmerizing. My eyes was then drawn lower to her narrow waist, the lines of the thong on her hips leading me to the small sheer black triangle blurring my view of her slit with not a trace of hair peeking out from her thong. I instinctively licked my lips as she watched me. Then she spun around, showcasing her bubble butt framed by the garter belt and stockings and with. "Who's there?" James called."Over here" The voice beckoned him closer and closer to a large oak chest behind the stage curtain. "Open the box" the voice once again called.The padlock securing the box suddenly dropped off and the lid flew open.The contents immediately looked like a pile of old clothing and junk, but the fact that a mysterious voice had called him there urged James to look through the box. On closer inspection James realised that the box was old performance clothes and props for.