I hung up, shaking my head. Fucking mom. ooOOOoo Jay and I spent a beautiful Memorial Day Saturday together. Carnal Saturdays are what we called them....We'd run maybe eight or ten miles, then go back to my place, shower, eat something light, then make love. Well, sometimes, we had sex and made love. This particular Saturday, we tried something new and a tiny bit kinky. I asked Jay if I could blindfold him and secure his hands. Nothing severe like handcuffs, just a couple of silk scarves I had.. . Evil minds? It slipped from his awareness again. Then there was that moment where he thought he had been looking at himself through his mother’s eyes, but that couldn’t have been real.“Newt!” Mother was calling. He sighed and left the bathroom.His mother was holding out his backpack. “You’re going to be late for school, honey.”Newt ran to the bus and waved back to his mom. As he took a seat, a deep voice whispered into his ear, “Yer mom’s a sexy beast, Isaac.”Newt sighed. 16-year-old Jeff. .”“Oh, you noticed! How cavalier of you,” she said with a big smile.“Well that T-shirt went up like that shade in Mom’s foyer,” I said, mentioning a defective shade that had a mind of its own, or so it seemed as it had a habit of suddenly rolling up without cause during the most inopportune times. By way of example, leaving Stephie in bra and panties with the mailman in front of the window, arm raised and about to ring our doorbell.I didn’t need to remind my sister of that or any other time the. Her shirt is clinging to her chest and I can just about see her hard nipples coming through the shirt. I offer her a towel to dry her hair, she accepts it and I also offer her a dressing gown.I went to the bathroom to pick up the gown and returned to the living room. I walk in and see the woman standing there completely naked, her clothes d****d over the radiator. She was rubbing herself down with the towel. Gently brushing it over her now fully hard nipples. Rubbing it up her legs. From the.