.....................................................................................................Mom and I had been so caught up in satisfying our... lustful urges that, while we knew things would change when Bec arrived home, we hadn’t discussed this or come up with a plan that would allow us to continue fucking once Bec returned from camp. The one thing I knew was that I didn’t want our games to stop!Bec was literally rooted to the spot, but she hadn’t screamed or started shouting so I knew. Startled, I woke up to banging on the door at three o' clock in the morning. What could be going on? I thought. Quickly undressing, I wiped off my face and turned on our community shower, answering the door in a towel. It was Mike, drunk. As he stumbled in, I headed back to the shower I had so falsely started earlier. Troubled by the lack of noise I turned around and there he stood, my panties hanging off of his fingers. I wanted to die right then and there until I noticed the bulge he had. Stan’s not a chef yet, but he’s far from a slouch in the kitchen, trust me. He’s helped out more than once, another reason that I missed him pretty damn fast and never intended to give him up for good. His Potatoes O’Brien are a dream come true! Even Tim likes them, though he won’t admit it, of course,” Jessica snickered as she admitted that I was essentially a decent cook, certainly ahead of her brother in that respect.“Yeah, of course not!” Rain giggled as she heard that part.“So, what now. By that time I have cummed two times. We were in that position for 10 minutes and first I went to wash room for cleaning myself.After cleaning it I have dressed up and went to TV room and started watching TV. He too came back and sat next to me on the sofa. Almost we sat in that position for 15 minutes without talking anything. Still I am having guilty feeling for having sex with him. For breaking the ice first he has taken my hands into his hands and started talking. Now I became free and I.