As I snuggled up behind her the distinct smell of familiar quilts filled my nose.After a few minutes, I heard Dad make his way into my his bedroom nex...t door. There was some muffled conversation between my folks and the distinct sound of goodnight kisses. Erika had drifted back to sleep and I was just about to do the same when another set of sounds began emanating from the room beyond. At first I thought it might be the TV, but then the sounds and voices became clearer. Seeing as how my parents. I make you smell your hands, telling you that you like being pretty for me. While seated in my chair, I have you undo my thigh-highs, remove my thong and then hook my thigh-highs back. I make you smell my pussy, not letting you touch it. I tell you to touch your "breasts" for me... make your nipples hard and tease your "titties" while you think of me fucking you from behind... this makes MY cock twitch. I watch. I become wet watching you get hard and aroused, only thinking of being plowed from. Not thinking much more of it he says your T Shirt is all dirty let me help you clean it and starts patting the dust of me, the next thing I knew his big black hands are groping my Tits through my shirt,. I was floored by this all and didn't really know how to react, I should have said get your hands off of me but instead stood there as this young Black Man fondled my breasts. It had been a while since I had sex maybe I was in need of a man's touch I don't know but next thing I knew Kevin was. They had once been high school sweethearts, come college though they went their separate ways. Five years, one marriage and three k**s later they found themselves once again thrown together.After giving birth to my sister and I my mother decided she wanted a change in scenery, away from the noise and crowds of the city to a quiet suburb. She got a job at a local paper and after we settled into the new house she started working for the editor. Little did she know that her not so long ago lover.