Incest Stories by Alwayswantedto

[nilr1]

"You look tired. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

 
Again, I didn't know what to say, surprised by her allusion to last night's activies.
 
Mom's smile broadened. "I think you should have a nap this afternoon if you're going to come to the theater with us tonight. What do you think, Cliff?"
 
"What?" my father looked up, not really aware of what had been said.
 
"Michael. He looks so tired. He should have a nap this afternoon before going to the theater with us tonight."
 
"Theater?" Dad repeated.
 
Mom's smile, which had changed to feigned concern, now morphed into an exasperated expression. "Yes, the theater. We're going to the theater, and you're both going to rest this afternoon. I don't want either of you nodding off and embarrassing me."
 
"Yes dear," Dad hid his face in the paper again. I began to protest but Dad spoke without raising his head, "No arguments, Mike. Do as your mother says."
 
"Ok Dad," I capitulated.
 
Mom had turned and walked back to the counter and my attention was drawn away by the white shorts which clung to her bottom, her bare midriff and tanned legs accenting the flare of her hips from her narrow waist. Last night I had straddled and pushed my cock between those thighs but it had been too dark to appreciate the lovely shape of her buns. I was certainly appreciating them now but was caught again when Mom turned to look back at the table. She smiled and didn't seem upset when she saw the direct line from my eyes to her shorts.