Bernie wraps her hand round Veevee's

The three of them stood in the Menards' kitchen on the sunny summer afternoon. The left leg of Gary's loose shorts was rucked up. Veevee held her son's erection, offering it to his girlfriend Bernie.

"Here, hon," Veevee said. "Unless you don't think Gary will make it upstairs?"

Bernie's small hand closed over Veevee's, holding it to Gary's erect shaft. "What do you think?"

Gary's shaft throbbed in his mother's hand. The broad head swelled.

Veevee smiled. "I think he will," she said.

"We're going up to get a nap," Bernie said. "Gary told me how you helped him go to sleep, the evening after you watched him having anal intercourse with Peter. Before the day I saw you masturbating together."

"Oh, hon," Veevee said.

"Uh," Gary said.

"Gary, would you let your mom show me?" Bernie said.