Lindsay thought a moment, then grinned. "Sounds like Rob Warren.What an incredibly gorgeous man!" She glanced at Hillary. "Why, got the hotsfor the gu...y?"Hillary sat on the bed, drawing her legs up close, her chin leaning onher hands as she stared at the floor. "No," she mumbled. "I just wonderedwho he was. 'Sides, you *know* how useless I am when it comes to talking toguys."Lindsay chuckled. "Find him at a party, after you've had a fewdrinks. That'll loosen your tongue." Somehow I think it'll. Wrapping myself in a towel I returned to my room to find Riya going through my underwear drawer. “What are you doing?” I asked, kind of surprised, kind of annoyed she was going through my stuff. Not that I had anything to hide but still.”Oh I’m sorry I just figured I’d pick out something for you to wear tonight. I’ll leave if you want.” and she turned to leave.”No thats ok.” I said. “Did you find anything interesting?””How about these?” she smiled as she held up the skimpiest pair of panties I. They kissed passionately. "Hi Lexi. It's so good to be home." Her lips were so soft and inviting. After that very nice greeting, I went into my bathroom for a nice, relaxing shower after a long day. I had recently started my own consulting business, and things were stressful right now. The only thing that kept me sane, was the fact that my step daughter and I had developed quite an unexpected relationship. It wasn't anything I planned, or even previously thought of in a serious way. Of course. God, I knew men - I had had been married to one for many years. And in those early years, he was a satyr, while my interest in sex was more inquisitive passive acceptance. The levels of my husbands, and my own, sexuality reversed, in the final years leading to our divorce, that my desires were fertile and his own were... well, bordering on marital neglect.Something had happened to me, caused me to sit back down. Fascination that my twenty-eight year-old son was getting an erection by the weight.