Taking another drink of my wine I pushed further, for it had been two weeks since I had been at home. I said, “Do you ever dream of reenacting those...times, with a consenting partner of course?” He looked confused and embarrassed. “Consenting?” he queried. “Yes, where she wants you to.”He looked very confused. Now feeling my wine, I said “I would like to play out being ****d.” He looked even more confused but then the light dawned. I told him my tent location.In the middle of the night I heard. Once she was done her hands lingered on my hips for a few moments and when she pulled them away she ‘accidentally’ touched my boner. Just in this moment I made it twitch and she was so startled she just grabbed it. To my right I saw that Monica pretended her pants were pinching and she had to settle them but obviously tried to touch her clit unnoticed to get rid of the pressure while trying not to see what was happening. “Like what you feel?” I said to Sienna and now her sexual drive finally. We continued talking about herupcoming trip as well as Jenny and my trip down to Florida. When sheheard the time of our flight she said she wish she was around to seethat. "I can only imagine what kind of mood you two will be in at 5AM!"We continued chatting away for a bit before Jenny thought it was timefor presents. Debbie really liked the scarf that we had gotten her. 'Iknow the exact suit this will go perfectly with" she told us and I knewas well and she nodded when I said the burgundy. "Mom? You still up?" It was a man's voice but it had called out for his mother. Her son was home. We held like statues our stillness enforcing silence. The door was open and the boy and a guest passed only feet away. The room and hall were dark but we could make out each other well enough, if they looked, they too would be able to see everything.Fuck, if only she didn't look so good. If perhaps her breasts had not looked so appetizing I might have resisted. Whatever inspired my deviousness it.