I didn’t rush when she brought me a mug of hot chocolate. I took my time with it, relishing in her parting words, “Dad’s just gone to bed.”Tho...ugh I had taken my time, Mom hadn’t yet sat down in front of the dresser when I entered her room. She was just walking out of the bathroom, wearing a white nighty that fit her body well. It wasn’t terry cloth or silky but a soft looking material. It was belted at the waist but open down her front to there. Nothing showed because she didn’t have big ones,. I noticed she was shaking as she tried to untie her boots the laces difficult for her fumbling fingers. My sandals and knickers were off before she had got out of her first boot, and I started to make things even worse by sitting behind her so she was between my legs, leaning forward, pressing my breasts into her back as she struggled with the next, my nibbling of her shoulders and neck making her shiver and groan with pleasure. The boot off she wriggled out of her shorts and black panties with. Lisa didn't seem shocked at all and Julie only giggled, but they'd been best friends for ten years or something, too. She'd probably seen the movies before.I finally figured out that Jules felt quite at home with Lisa's family and I wondered how she'd kept it a secret from her uptight PTA mom. How had any of them kept it a secret? Except ... What was it they were keeping secret, exactly? I didn't even know, that's how screwed up it was. I mean, Bambi could probably be in trouble for having sex. Pam had gotten mixed up with this guy and he and her had an affair she said that the sex made her do and say things that she knew she shouldn't and in the mist of this had cost the bank thousands if anyone found out all was lost. We both hugged and cried trying to think what to do. About a week later Pam said she had a plan but she needed my help to pull it off, she said that there was a big new client and if we were to get them to go with us she could work out the paper work so nothing looked.