I was the oldest of three kids and my parents both worked a ton so I often had to make breakfast and dinner.”“OK then let’s get to the kitchen�...� I said.I sat at the kitchen table and watched Kelsey walk around my kitchen naked and look through the fridge. “Is there anything special you want?”“Surprise me” I replied.She quickly found the necessary pans and utensils and soon had several things going at once including potatoes and bacon. When that was almost done she made toast and then two. I might as well get up.Very carefully, I slid out from under James’s arm. I picked up the baby-doll and thong that we had thrown on the floor the night before and walked into the bathroom. After using the toilet, I put on a bathrobe and snuck back out into the bedroom. He was still fast asleep and I really didn’t want to wake him, because I knew he had to be tired.I walked into the great room and, as I looked around, I saw a coffee pot in the kitchen area and thought that some coffee might help. I could hear her soft moans. Her ass cheeks were very soft, and I wanted to spank them then and there. But I was waiting for her to take the first initiative.Smita then turned around without covering her boobs. Her pussy was completely wet and red. Her boobs were moving like jelly on a plate. Brown nipples over white boobs were like choco-chip topping over a vanilla ice cream. I just wanted to bite it.But maintaining professionalism, I said, “Ma’am, if you are not comfortable, then you can. She really enjoyed being around him. She also enjoyed the way he sometimes looked at her.Mitch was settling into his new job too. At times, he felt overwhelmed at the responsibilities of a new job and being responsible for his sister and home. When he came home, though, Jamie was always there to talk to and keep him company. Talking with her helped them both get through the pain of losing their parents. Their talks always ended up with a long hug, and always with Mitch getting hard when his.