Just as I was about to hop in my bed, my mom called me from out in the hallway."Yes mom," I said as I walked out of my room."This bathroom is filthy!"... she scolded. "You have to clean this up before you go to bed." Mom, I did clean it!" I said as I walked into the bathroom. There she was pulling dirty towels off the rack wearing just her bra and panties. It always made me uncomfortable to see her body so revealed. It wasn't uncommon for her to walk around the house in her underwear."There's dirt. He went to get them two more bottles after some simple small talk. His buns were tight in the jeans and she guesstimated that he could be quite well-endowed although that was speculation. The dance music in the bar finally got them away from the table. They skipped the latest by Prince and went up for a slow song. She smiled warmly at him and noticed another heat beginning inside her panties. He held her close and firm, and she could feel his cock starting to grow inside his jeans. She wanted. Groaning in frustration, she continues to wash the dishes, trying her best to ignore the feelings he is sending shooting through her entire body. As her legs begin to tremble, he backs off her clit. Running his finger along the length of her slit, moving her hair to one side, kissing her neck slowly, teasingly, increasing the fire within her. Placing the last saucepan on the drying rack, she pushes backward from the sink but he is faster. Pulling her backward he begins grinding his hard cock. I loved my dad more than anything, he was my world and when he died my world ended.Mum was just as devastated as I was, even after 20 years of marriage they still loved each other as much as when they first met.She struggled along without him for a while, but found it hard. She couldn't keep up the payments on the mortgage and pay my school fees, so I would have to leave the grammar school at the end of year 11 and sit my A-Levels at a state college. The house problem was solved my mum's.