A couple of afternoons later, I went downstairs to find them making out on the couch. They were petting heavily. My jealousy was aroused as I watched her rub his c**k through his shorts.
Stevie noticed me standing there and gently pushed Janet away. She turned her head to see me as I made my entrance into the living room.
“Sorry, Mom,” she apologized. “I was just trying to butter Stevie up to go with us to the movies. He's acting like a macho man,” she giggled.
“No, way!” he said. “I love you, but please, I absolutely do not want to join you and your girlfriends to go see some chic flick. How about a horror movie instead?”
“No way Babe. Chic flick it is.”
“Then how about I just stay here and get some work done on my laptop? I'm still a little behind.” he negotiated.
“Ah, go with them
