He finally said, You can take a shower in my bathroom if youd like. Ill go make dinner. She said, Yes thanks. He showed her to the bathroom, which was... large and had marble tile everywhere. He said, Ill get you a shirt and pants to wear. Theyll be too big, but its all I have for you unfortunately. She said, No, thats not needed, Id rather stay in my bikini, thanks. He said, Really? Are you sure? She nodded and smiled, and he said, Ok. He really didnt have a problem with her staying in her. Until you felt my hand on the back of your leg. Until you realized what making sure you’d followed my instructions meant. You froze at my touch, your breath catching as without fanfare I ran my open hand up the back of your stockinged thigh, past the welt onto bare skin, then let it linger, cupping one of your firm, bare cheeks. I ran my other hand through your hair, just forcefully enough that you knew it was an unspoken command that you were still not to turn around. “I’m pleased”. As quickly. We had a gym in our garage where my dad helped me to train and tone my body from an early age to be muscular and lean like his. Since it was just "us guys" around we would either work out in our jocks or loose fitting shorts. Dad said it would make cleanup easier since there wouldn’t be any sweaty clothes to wash afterward. I loved it when he would spot me on the weight bench, from that vantage point I got a perfect view of his thick cock and large hanging balls nestled in his jock. The straps. . And in that moment, the world seemed to dissolve around mother and son, Lily and Eddie Granger, and there was nothing left but the two of them and their desire-ridden bodies. A mute message passed between them, a bond of love so powerful that it demanded immediate consummation in the strictest physical sense, a love that was greater and deeper than any between merely a woman and her offspring, of merely two people attracted to one another by physical needs and desires. Rather, it was a.