The entire pile of clothes fell on him."Hey! What's your problem?" He said in a muffled voice under his clothes. He dug himself out of the pile and lo...oked at me shocked."My problem?" I yelled. "I told you to clean up!"He frowned. "I did!" No you didn't! You just threw your dirty clothes in the bathroom! You need to go do laundry!"He got up and his clothes fell everywhere on the floor. "Where am I going to put my clothes? You have so much clothes that my clothes won't fit in your closet!"I. “Well thank you Gino for coming over. I’m sorry about your cousin,” I lied.He just shrugged and said, “I’m just sorry that I lost that bet to him.”“What bet?”“Remember the party at his house?”“Yeah,” I responded, wondering where this was going.“You and your wife brought a bottle of wine and we were all laughing behind your back.”“Why was that?” I asked, a little surprised.“Because we all brought him an envelope stuffed with C-notes and you brought a stinking bottle of wine.”I remembered feeling. .. oh fuck, yes ... yes Brad. Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!" Come on you two ... get a move on," mom said standing in the open doorway of my bungalow. Any other time, she would have given us start, but not this time. That simple morning greeting telling us both in an instant, just how much things had changed. She stood smiling, not at all alarmed or worried about seeing the two of us together, though all we were doing was laying there at the moment, Stacy ... still basking in the afterglow of her. I could have flipped right there and then. Her dress was hiding everything, and to any on-lookers and all the people around us we were just kissing and sitting together… with Jane on top. She could not slide up and down on me because that would give the game away. Instead she just rocked back and forth every time she kissed me, grinding her pussy down hard on my full length. I squeezed my thighs to her rhythm as our delicious public fuck unfolded. Occasionally she would hug me pulling my close.