He moved on autopilot out the front doors of the building and onto the street, crowded with the usual mixture of coffee-toting office workers, shoppin...g housewives and tourists and stepped into a doorway. He dialled."Hey, honey." Hi, Mom," Kyle replied, trying to keep his voice relaxed and casual. "Listen, I need to ask you something." Okay, honey, but you'll have to be quick. Your father and I are just about to leave," She replied. Kyle could hear a car door close in the background."Oh, right.. The smell of fresh coffee and cookies brought me out of my sleep. I turned over. "God!" I groaned. It was only 12 noon. I swung my feet to the floor and put on my sweats. Standing I stretched to free the kinks in my body. I walked down the hall and saw Gramma was in the kitchen with her back to me. She was wearing her robe and slippers. As I got near I could hear her humming a song. The tune was familiar, something from the mid-sixties. I said, “good morning”. I went straight for the coffee. This bra was impossibly tight. And it was her biggest, too. This was all she needed; having to go into battle in a bra like a safety harness. Where was Creamy when she needed her? Ah, she remembered, checking out those three male officers. Surely it didn't take that long to measure three men's penes? But then Creamy was always most thorough and conscientious. She wouldn't leave a job undone. Creamy wouldn't go off half-cock.But Belinda really needed to get this bra off. Even if it meant going. For long minutes I watched surreptitiously, enjoying every nuance of her body as it responded to her ministrations. My pants became increasingly uncomfortable. Quietly I slipped away to remove my clothing, not wanting to disturb the delicious eroticism of this stolen occasion. I practically tore my clothes off! Carefully I edged back to the doorway, spying like a seasoned voyeur. Finally I coughed….and her head whipped around in a frenzy of luxurious black hair. Her hand instantly ceased as.