I was about to wonder home when i saw Miss Jackson struggling to get a spare tire out of her trunk. I said you might as well get dirty changing a tire...as you won't get dirty getting any thing else. I walked over and said here let me do that Miss Jackson just smiled as i jacked up her car and changed her flat tire in no time . Miss Jackson then looked at me and how dirty i was she said while don't you ride with me to my place and you can get cleaned up there it's the least i can do after you. Let's see that is sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, twenty, twenty-six, twenty-eight and five of us. That's thirty-three, oops, not enough room. I'll have to call Raul to add another eighteen feet."Now I was laughing. "Call Benson and tell him to stay home."Mom put her hands on her hips. "I will not. The kids can sit at the little table and that will take five of them away. Everyone I invited needs to be here. We all have to watch John take his first steps."I was rolling my eyes and thinking, 'Yeah. I start rubbing her back and to the sides of her breasts. I could sense her disappointment of me moving on from her waiting pussy. What happened next changed my life. As I was working my way up Leslie's back, i heard her say," Bryce, it's about time you showed some fucking initiative, now stop wasting time, massage my pussy, and make me cum!" I froze. Busted, but it worked. Leslie rolled over and spread her legs. I immediately grabbed a handful of oil and started rubbing hers thighs. As I reached my dressing room door I saw my husband Jack arrive just ahead of me. I called him as he turned the doorknob. He turned around and we kissed. I could see how happy he was. I could also tell he was extremely turned on; that much was obvious from the intensely sexual way he kissed me.He opened the door, got us both inside and closed it behind us without breaking our kiss. As soon as we were inside, he turned me around, bent me over and lifted up the full-length skirt I had been.