Bail

Jack bolted into his room. The creaking floorboard snapped him back to reality and he panicked, unable to take advantage of the situation he was in. He left the shorts sitting on the stairs and made it to his room. His hand was on his door knob as he heard Lexi's door open and by the time he heard her voice, he was inside his room with his door closed. The hand that was on his door knob switched over to working the very hard flesh knob that was like a small apple at the end of his achingly hard rod.

Even through his pulse jackhammering in his ears, he could hear Lexi's voice in the hall.

"Everything okay?" she asked, sounding out of breath herself. There was a gasp. Jack could imagine that Lexi was treated to the same view that he just had; her mom standing in the foyer with her dress so translucent it might as well not be there at all. Her mother's thighs soaked. Jack's shorts on the floor. It was all crystalline clarity as he worked his rod and was seconds from cumming. Jess said something but Jack couldn't make it out.

"Oh...okay." Lexi said, still out of breath. Jack imagined the girls in the room doing the same thing that his mothers were just doing. He was so close to cumming.

"No, no...everything's fine, mom. No need to cum up here," she said again, her voice cracking and getting louder. Jack heard footsteps on the stairs and could then barely understand his stepmother's voice.

"Should be careful. Jack's...well, he's a boy," Jess said.

"Are those his shorts?" Lexi interrupted.

"...and boys are always after pussy," Jess continued.

"Like you're one to talk," giggled Lexi, "is that Nikki coating your cheeks? And are those Jack's shorts in your hand? Tsk tsk tsk...mother...what have you been doing?" Lexi chided. Jack could imagine them now, almost tits to tits. The sundress of Jess rubbing against the over-sized and only-thing-being-worn t-shirt of Lexi.

"Like you're one to talk," whispered Jess, just loud enough that Jack could hear it, along with the friends on the otherside of Lexi's door. "What do you think got me and Nikki so revved up?"

Then there was silence. A long silence. A very curiousity inducing silence, and Jack was about to blow his load with his teenage mind filling in the blanks of what could be causing it. Even though he was about to explode, he wanted to know what was happening; wanted to know if what he was imagining was reality.