I was feeling so much power from everything so far.The Next day – Day twoI woke up to the normal sounds of the house. I was eager to face a new day ...and the new schedule for the rest of the summer. I heard a knock on the door. I said, “Come in, I’m awake.”Mother swished in the room in an eager mood. She was wearing just her robe and asked, “What do you want this morning for breakfast?”My response was, “I’ll have the normal breakfast due the world’s greatest Stud.” With that Mother removed her. "Relax. You think you're a pimp!" She said, playfully hitting me.She went on to talk to her friend Ashley who was not far from earshot when I heard the phrase softly:"Do you want to see what kind of panties I have on?"I jerked my head along with my penis. The Sweetheart showed them to her. Ashley told her in detail. I was hard. I escaped out the door while I could and looked down."Down, boy. Down," I said quietly to my erection. I started to walk it off. All of a sudden, the door opened. It was. Halfway up, Mark couldn't help but grab that wriggling little rump and pretend to take a bite of it, to which Angela squealed playfully. Reaching the second floor, he told her that they were looking for room two-twelve and let Angela walk down the hall towards the room. "I found it!" she announced. Unbeknownst to her, Bob was stationed right on the other side of the door listening for them and had everyone line up for when she came in. Mark opened the door for her and she went in first, she had. He sits up and pulls his sweater off, me fervently attempting to unbutton his pants as he does so. Once hes shirtless he pulls my jean shorts down from under my ass and off over my feet, leaving me squirming under him in only my black boy short panties. Ive by now taken off his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pulling down now the boxers against which his erection was straining. It sprang free from under the fabric, and I had to bite my lip when I saw the veins that were coursing just underneath.