The door to Carmen was wide open.
Robert came to the conclusion that it did matter whether she had left him her thong on purpose. That implied she could realize he had been shooting his cum on her undies.
He only needed to barge into her room and get her off guard. Maybe he will be able to read her looks.
Their mother was finishing up some work, and their father wasn’t home; So, he ignored the fact he was wearing just a towel.
He came up with an excuse and barged in. “Carm… Did you notice that…”
“Um, you mean what you’re wearing or that…” Carmen paused after moving her lips to one side and looking him up and down. He cut her off guard, and he had to play his card well before Carm reads his mind. “Did you notice anything strange about mom. Like, did she know?”
“Not yet. But it’s hard not to see you standing here naked.”
“I’m not naked. I have a towel on.” Robert said, and his mind started thinking about Carmen yanking off the towel.
“How could you not see it? I’m wearing as much as you do.” He stated.
“I’m almost certain I can see it, and that makes what you’re wearing less compared to what I stroll in with.” Their concern was more awful than that strap.
“Carm, we…” Orva banged into the room. “Robert!!”
Oh my god, this is awful. He said to himself and turned away from her and said, “Mom, I was just…”
“You’re wearing a towel…only a towel.” Orva said.
“Maybe I didn’t get it to sink in? If your father ever finds out that you came into your sister’s room like this. You’re…”
“I know, I know, he would go crazy, but he isn’t here, and Carmen gets away with it.” He says.
“Hey, don’t make this about me.” Carmen declared.
“Good idea…You two have been great friends; it’s great.” Orva said and turned to leave.
His erection was unwavering, even under the pressure of parental intrusion.
He had to stop using those drugs and native herbs.
“Sorry, I meant to ask Carm a question before forgetting. Let me go and get dressed.”
“So what was it that you needed to ask me?” Carm inquired. She was giddy once more.
He gave her the contemptuous look and said, “See, I failed to remember as of now. That was why I wanted to do fast.” Before Carmen had a chance to laugh at him, he cursed his words. “I’m leaving.”
When he stepped aside from his mother, she ran her fingernails across his lower back, just above the towel because she didn’t have room for him.
His hard dick, his balls, and his tailbone all felt the ferocious chill.
He left before she had a chance to seriously embarrass him by avoiding eye contact. That wish that she would remove his towel is no more.
*****
Until the end of the evening, Ella kept enticing and prodding Derek right under their mom’s nose.
Ella sat on the couch across from him while he watched some television on the floor of the living room.
She giggled timidly after flipping over and letting her skirt open. Ella removed her underwear and stuffed them under the couch cushion when their mother went for a cup of tea.
His twisted thoughts had him crossing the room, slamming his cock into her and opening her legs. So, when his mom returned, her cup crushing on the floor and all he would say was “Sorry mom. She wanted it. Let me fuck the hell out of her.” But that was just mere imagination. It was far from reality.
Robert was ready to call Derek,
Derek could never learn about Ella because of their agreement, nor Miss Rose, but he needed to tell Derek all. It’d make him feel good.
He was hardened by the thought of having sex with Felicia when their mothers were so close to each other, but telling Derek about his wet dream with Katie would almost be as bad.
“You might as well do Katie, you know you want to…shooting off in her pantyhose and on her leg,” Derek’s voice was already roaming in his head.
“Like Derek would have sex with Ella if there was any chance her tight little pussy could fit that thing in it.” He murmured to himself.
“I mean, what would happen if Derek knew what happened to Katie and Carmen?” His fetish brain struck him hard with a question.
No, as much as it sucked not being able to talk to anybody about the life-altering events, he would have to keep his secrets intact.
It was all actually feeling like he was still dreaming.
Derek also wanted to speak with Robert. He needed to say it out loud to himself and have someone else hear it.
He wouldn’t talk about Ella because he wanted her to stay in the dream world; but he had to talk about having sex with Sarah. He thought it was important.
If he knew he had fucked the redhead, how would Robert feel if he didn’t repeat it? He started seeing reasons not to talk.
Robert had pursued for a year to get something moving with Sarah and hadn’t gotten anyplace.
He only needed to let Sarah watch Ella being fucked, then drive her to Ms. Chino’s place. And he was able to fuck her, especially because of their little dirty secrets relating to dogs.
Derek went to his bedroom after leaving Ella and his mother. He got his telephone, hopped on his seat and moved across the floor, and nearly tipped over.
Before he could open his contact list, Robert’s name lit up on his phone.
“What’s up, Man?”