‘It will be great . . . I’ll probably be busy tonight.’ She blushed at the thought and then smiled at me again. Thank you, I’ll see you tomorr...ow at ten.’ And then she left, turning at the door to wave before going to her car and driving away. I hoped she would be back . . . and in one piece. I spent the rest of the afternoon running into the city to the Goodwill store and buying some clothing and props for her to wear the next day. The following morning she drove up about 9:30 and we left in my. We got up and cleaned up and had a quick breakfast, as all of us walked the short trip to Mom and Dad’s.Dad let us all in, with Andy in his four-wheeler with Tracy pushing him. Liz and I were last, but arm in arm.“My goodness Michael, exactly how many ladies are living with you?” my mother asked with her hands on her hips.“Enough,” I said as we all sat around the room. I had my laptop to check out what he had developed. “So Brian, how many cities in how many states for how many days?”“Right to. I can only wish sometimes that Im not the only girl my age that wants to fuck her dad. I heard the lawn mower turn off and my dad walk through the back door where my mother was waiting for him with a cold beer and a warm kiss, oh how I want to rip her lips off every time she kisses him. I ran out of my room and bolted down the stairs just so I can see him sitting at the kitchen table Shirtless and Sweaty. As I walked to the fridge I remembered that I was only wearing my bra and underwear, oh no. “Yes, it’s been awhile, that’s for sure,” said Susan, a bit tipsy by now, as I looked on in astonishment, and also checking out her incredible legs in her little white skirt, all supple, tanned and muscular beneath the usual sags and wrinkles of a woman her age. “How…I mean…don’t you…uh…” I stammered.“Well, I take care of myself, from time to time, but not all that much,” she sighed.“Honestly, honey, I don’t know how you live without it, it would make me crazy!” Beth laughed, draining her glass.