I unlocked the bathroom door and quietly stepped out into the hall. I pulled the door closed behind me and headed for the living room.
Mom was sitting on the couch with a drink in her hand watching some talk-show on TV. “I guess you know that Mini is home,” I said. She just looked up at me and nodded. I sat down on the other end of the couch and pretended that I was watching TV. I was really watching her. She sat with one leg crossed over the other at the knee. Her skirt was pulled up high on her thighs. Her legs are incredibly sexy. She had one high heel dangling off her foot. Her tits pushed hard against her silk blouse. Her nipples were erect and their contours were clearly visible through the thin silk material and bra.
After several minutes, she looked over at me and said, “I guess I had better get dinner going. I’m making your father’s favorite meal. How does fried chicken and french fries sound?”
“It sounds great, Mom. Can I help?”
“Thank you Honey, but I’m good.” She uncrossed her legs and stood up. She pushed her skirt down and adjusted her blouse. She looked down and noticed that her nipples were visible. She glanced at me and caught me staring. “Max, you shouldn’t stare at me that way.”
I snapped my eyes back up to her face and said, “Sorry Mom.” My face reddened from embarrassment. I looked back to the TV as Mom headed for the kitchen.
Dad walked in thirty minutes later. He wrapped his arms around Mom and they kissed and hugged in the middle of the kitchen floor. His hands went right to her ass and pulled her skirt up so he could push his hands down into her panties to clutch her ass-cheeks. I watched the whole thing from the living room. Mom squirmed away from him and said, “Max is watching, you know.” He turned to see me sitting on the couch. I looked back at the TV hoping he didn’t catch me watching.
Mini had long finished her shower and had retreated to her bedroom. She had been in there a long time. When Mom called us all to the table, Mini came down the hall and hugged and kissed Dad and found her seat at the table. We all sat down and enjoyed the meal. Mom and Dad talked together about his plans. She started to lightly complain about him being gone all the time but Dad shushed her and whispered, “Let’s not do this in front of the kids.” She looked back down at her plate and nothing more was said. Mini and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. Neither one of us could give a shit if he was home or gone.
I wanted Mom and Dad to go to bed. I was anxious to try my spy-hole. I hung around the living room with the others until I was tired and went to bed. I had no sooner slid beneath my sheets when I heard the TV go off. A few minutes later I heard Mom and Dad walk past my door into their bedroom. I heard Mini say “Good Night Mom. Good Night Dad.”
They followed up in unison, “Good Night Mini.”
I waited as long as I could stand it, which couldn’t have been even five minutes. I moved from my bed to the closet as quietly as I could and pushed the piece of paper covering the hole aside. Dad was already in bed sitting up against pillows piled against the headboard and Mom was in the midst of a silent strip-tease at the foot of the bed. Her back was to me facing Dad. Her skirt was already off and she was swaying her hips from side to side as she unbuttoned her blouse. She flashed open her blouse and then quickly closed it again. She repeated this a few times before her blouse slipped off her shoulders to the floor. As her hips swayed, her hands went behind her back and unsnapped her bra. As she held her bra cups in place with one hand and arm, she pulled each of the loose shoulder straps off her shoulder and let them dangle.