So, even though Mom was looking right at me as she stood in my doorway last night, she wasn’t seeing me. I also discovered that sleepwalking can be inherited. I couldn’t help but wonder if I walked in my sleep too. How would I know unless someone told me? What if I walked in my sleep and just went back to bed after and no one saw me?
For several nights, either Mom didn’t sleepwalk or I didn’t wake up to see her. My research had not mentioned how often a sleepwalker would do their thing. I wondered what Mom would do if Dad didn’t guide her back to bed.
Several nights later, I woke for no apparent reason and decided to go to the bathroom since I was awake anyway. I got back in bed and hadn’t even got the covers back over me when I heard my parent’s bedroom door open. The hallway light didn’t come on but I could see my Mom walk out into the hall in the gloom of streetlights filtering through the bathroom window. Again, I expected that she was just going to the bathroom because she probably woke up when I went. Again, she just stood there in the hall looking left and right like she was deciding which way to go. I could tell that she was naked but I couldn’t make out any details of her naked body.
I was disappointed when she didn’t come down the hall to stand in my doorway like before. She turned and slowly headed for the stairs. She stopped at the top of the stairs and didn’t move for more than a minute. I was expecting Dad to make his appearance and hoping that the same thing happened when he did. Mom slowly made her way down the stairs. Then the lights at the bottom of the stairs came on. She was out of sight by then.
I got out of my bed and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and headed toward the door to my room. I was concerned for Mom’s welfare as Dad apparently wasn’t going to wake up to guide her back to bed. As I stepped through my door, Dad burst out of his room into the hall muttering, “No, no, no, Maddy. Not the girls.” I stopped dead in my tracks as he hurried down the hall to the stairs. I couldn’t imagine why Dad had said those words, but they would stick with me.
Dad hurried down the stairs and the light from the downstairs hallway revealed that he was naked like before. I cautiously and quietly moved down the hall and stopped and sat down on the second step and looked past the landing to the hallway below.
Dad had caught up with Mom just before the twin’s closed bedroom door. I maneuvered over to the edge of the stair so I could see. Mom had already turned and pressed herself to Dad’s chest and he was gently holding her. She was jerking on Dad’s erect cock with a hand-shake grip. I cursed myself for leaving my cell phone in my room and I wasn’t about to go back and get it. I reached through the hole of my boxer shorts and pulled my erection out and then cursed myself again for not grabbing some tissues to collect my cum. I found myself wishing that I could deposit my cum where Dad was going to deposit his.
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