" I bent my head back, which was a bit difficult to do considering I didn't want to leave my chair, and saw the words Don't Make A Sound written upon ...it. I looked up at her, noticing the devious smile upon her face right as I felt a slight push against my hard-on. I couldn't help but to close my eyes as I turned back to my paper and glanced down to see Paula's hand inching towards my cock, which instantly made my mind travel to the gutter of my perverted thoughts. When I thought she was. I liked it when she wore slacks. The zipper was in the front, and sometimes it would open enough so I could see Mom’s hand moving under her white cotton underwear.The following week on Tuesday night, Mom did something a little different. She was wearing slack and unzipped them as usual but pushed them and her underwear halfway down her thighs. We had a stag film running, but I’ll be damned if I remember what it was, I had a raging hard-on pushing the front of my pajamas out. There was no way my. Sam has noticed this from pretty much day one and has been busting down the door to have an opportunity to bust down Tide's virginity.Last Saturday morning things came to a head so to speak. As Sam and I were leaving to run some errands, Brenda and Tide happened to be heading out to the dog park. Tide's scent, as strong and as close as it was, sent Sam into a jumping spree. He nearly pulled me to the ground as I held him back, mere inches from Tide. "Sorry, Sam apparently wants a piece of that". Here, come closer Chad, get up close and take a look.”Chad stumbles his way closer and he is eye level with her tits and mouth still wide open in amazement. I reach up and start touching her areola “Now son, this is a woman’s areola, notice that when a woman is cold or turned on her nipple gets hard.” I reach over and pinch her nipple lightly. “Go ahead son, show me where her areola is.”Chad points, but doesn’t touch.“It’s ok son, go ahead and touch it.” He looks at me and I nod and he goes.