Things were winding down around the house and it was the time of evening I love. I could sit for a few minutes and think without the baby attached to ...y hip or my boss in my ear. I could hear my son, Scott, on the phone in the next room, more than likely with his new girlfriend for the moment. My thoughts turned to Scott. He is 18, a senior this year, and he wants to do well, get some scholarships, and get accepted into a fairly decent college. I know first-hand how Scott can get when he feels. "Rick!" I called out. "What is it John?" he asked back, not letting thedisappointment of me obviously having failed to turn back come out toomuch. "What should I wear? My clothes are dirty from digging andfalling of my bike!." "Oh! Err, you look to be as tall as my mom so sheshould probably have something that fits you," he replied. 'Great, morewomen's clothes...' "Ok!" I replied. "And John... Be sure to wrap yourtowel around your breasts," he said. Stepping out of the bathroom Ifound Rick. I went into the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. Harlou came in first in his new clothes, jeans and a pullover shirt. He seemed to be walking funny and I asked why. He said that these new things on his feet didn’t feel right. He said they were too heavy, so I told him to wear his old moccasins if they felt better. He run back and then came back in wearing a smile. I asked how his mother and sisters liked their new clothes and he said they had told him to get dressed and leave so they. When she came out, she was wearing a silky red teddy. Her long dark blond hair was pulled up sexily, her eyes sparkled. She came over to the bed and kissed me gently on the lips, and started unbuttoning my shirt, kissing my flesh as it was slowly exposed. She worked her way down my body, kissing and nibbling, and when I was completely nude, she worked her way back up again. Kim was also getting very aroused, because I felt her nipple as she glided across my body. And more than once I felt.