Drifting off to sleep after giving yourself a good rub...and reliving the sexual tension that had grown in the last three weeks, was just like the first time you had ever relived yourself, interestingly you found yourself thinking about your mothers snatch.
The next morning you awoke to a tented sleeping bag, and smirked.... all was right with the world. The camping trip lasted just a couple more days and on Wednesday you sat in the car, your mind wanders as you watch the countryside pass by, heading home, maybe the gift wasn't such a curse after all.
Your father drops your mother off at the shopping mall just before reaching home, and whilst you, your sister, and father sat down for a bite to eat, she went off shopping. Your mother wasn't a great eater, always looking out for her body and keeping herself trim and fit. Soon you and Lindsy are tucking into a Hawaiian pizza, whilst you father sat drinking a coffee. When you return to the car there bags of shopping in the middle of the back seat of the car. You and Lindsy squeeze in.
Upon arriving back home, you planned on darted out of the car and shot up to your room just to cheek that all was well with your underwear draw... But as the car pulls in your father turns and tells you to take the shopping into the kitchen, and help put the camping gear away in the garage.... Nuts was all that you could think!
After 30 minutes of messing about you and your father eventual go into the house, where your mother had just finished unpacking the shopping. Looking over she says, "I think we could all do with a nice cup of coffee, son do the honours please!" Yet more delays.. Soon everyone is sitting with a drink and biscuit, in the kitchen, but having to conduct small talk whilst you just wanted to check you underwear was quite a strain, and as you finish your coffee and place your cup and plate in the dish-wash all you could think was at last.....But as you head towards the stairs you mother calls you back.... "ere excuse me young man, I will have the dirty clothes from the camping trip in the laundry room first please, and the yellow bag on the side by the sink is for you". O come on!! is all you could think.
Soon you had unpacked your washing, done you think, but as you make a 'b' line for your room, you are called back again.... "the bag" your mother says and gestures toward the yellow plastic carrier bag....
Grabbing the bag you are finally free.....
Upstairs you go into your room and straight to you draws, pulling open your underwear draw you are greeted with boxer shorts, "yipe!!!" you shout. So all had returned to normal, turning with a smile you grab the yellow bag and pull it open, it's new clothes, turning and tip it out onto the bed, you rummage, t-shirts, boxers, and "what the fuck", an 'a' cup pink training bra!!! Must be for Lindsy, how could mom mess that up.... but wait it's an 'a' cup..and Lindsy is a 'b' cup...
You know your mom will ask if the clothes are all right and fit. So you decide to ....
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