I turned to face only her and gave her a look to stop and she started working at the grill again and ignored me. Unfortunately, Mom caught our exchange and motioned for me to come around the corner to the hall outside the twin’s room. She moved in close and whispered, “Have you been fucking the help today?”
She wasn’t pissed off and I answered honestly, “No. Mom.” She looked from one of my eyes to the other and back again trying to discern if I was lying. Since I technically wasn’t lying, I was able to survive her scrutiny. She kissed me on the lips and walked past me without another word. I followed her back to my seat.
The sun was low on the horizon and it would be setting soon. The DJ had packed up his gear and left. The girls were beginning to sober up and some had already changed into their pajamas. Others were in their street clothes and I suspected that their night clothes were not appropriate attire at this time.
I wondered what would be the best time to pull off my sleepwalking prank. It should be late after Mom had gone to sleep. I had all night.
After dinner, Fatima was cleaning her grill and packing everything out to her van in the driveway. I offered to help her and she readily accepted. Once in the van, she launched herself at me and locked her lips on mine and pushed her hip into my groin. She broke our embrace and said, “Call me, please.” I just smiled and nodded. We went back in for another load. All loaded up, she got behind the wheel and started the engine. I stood by her window and smiled as she drove off.
The party was down to Mom, me and the girls. I was still on warning to stay away from the girls but that was getting harder to accomplish because the girls were making a point to not stay away from me. They were looking at me with sultry smiles and stealing glances at my crotch. Apparently Amber was a big mouth and she had relayed what she had seen to the others. Now they were all curious.
Mom noticed what was going on and she pulled me aside and suggested that I go back to my room and stay there. I was okay with that. I still had my plan to execute later.
I watched TV in my room until it was my usual bedtime and I turned off the TV and the lights. I closed my door and climbed in under the covers. My cock had a perpetual hardness as I anticipated my plan. I was almost asleep when I heard my doorknob turn. Whoever it was was trying hard to make a covert entry. The door eased open but they hadn’t turned on the hall light so I couldn’t see who it was. The darkened form moved a step into my room and stopped as they realized that their feet compressing the carpet fibers made a distinct noise. My cock grew harder and my hand went to it.
Then the hall light went on and the person was in silhouette, backlit by the hall light. I heard a single muffled, “shit”. I still couldn’t make out who it was. Mom’s face appeared above the top step and she raised her hand and motioned for the person to come back toward her. The girl turned to her right to retreat from my room and from the size of her bust, it could only have been Sophie. She moved back to the hall and closed my door as gently as she had opened it. I saw the hall light go out under my door and I thought to myself as I envisioned my hands and lips on her huge tits and then my cock sliding between her globes, “Damn it Mom. You’re going to pay for this.”