Have Jo check with April.

April's mother looks up from the letters on the floor and straight at your crotch. She then looks up at your face. You sigh a little, and a slightly bemused look crosses Jo's face. She pretends she hasn't noticed the ill-concealed erection in your pants.

"April is upstairs, but she's in the shower," she says, standing up again. I know she was really looking forward to seeing you." She smiles at you, then her tongue touches her lower lip. "I think she said she had a surprise for you, so maybe you shouldn't keep her waiting."

"Is it OK?" you ask. "I mean, if she's in the shower..."

"Come on up," Jo says. "I'll tap on the door and ask."

Jo puts the mail on the hall table and starts climbing the stairs. You follow a few steps behind. You look at her legs moving under her skirt, but you can't quite see anything. It's tantalizing.

About halfway up, Jo catches her heel in the edge of a step and stumbles. You lunge forward, bringing your hands up to catch her. Your hands find purchase and you drop to one knee, holding her up.

One hand is on her upper thigh, under her butt. The other hand ended up hooking under her skirt and flipping it up against her lower back.

It's clear to touch and sight that her ass is bare. Soft brown hair curls around her pussy lips. Her inner lips protrude, damp and slightly open. Her scent reminds you of April, but a bit stronger.

"Oh!" Jo says. "Thank you, John!"

You stand up and smooth her skirt back down. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Henderson," you say, embarrassed. "I was just trying to catch you." You look down.

"Oh, never you mind, John," Jo says. "I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable." She lifts your chin so you can see her smiling at you. "No harm done. In fact, you probably saved me a twisted ankle." She winks. "Now you know one of my naughty secrets. I hate wearing panties," she says. "Alright?"

"Alright," you say with a nervous laugh.

Jo carefully scales the stairs and crosses the landing. She knocks on the bathroom door. "April!" she calls.

"Maman, qu'est-ce que se passe? Ouvrez la porte," she says. April was studying French and liked to tease you sometimes with incomprehensible utterances.

Jo opens the door and steam billows out.

"Avril, ta jeune homme John est ici," Jo said, trying out her own rusty lycée French. "Sa queue, c'est très dur parce qu'il a regardé mes tetons."

She's saying you're here. But what was the rest?

"Maman, tu salope!" April calls back in a cheeky voice. "Lui as-tu montrer ton cul à l'éscalier?"

What did she just call her mom? And something about the staircase.

"Mais bien sûr!" Jo calls back. "Il a touché mon cul nu avec ses mains."

Now they're gossiping about you. Did Jo just say you touched her bare ass? Your face feels hot.

"Sa-LOPE!" April says, using her teasing voice.

Jo laughs. "Are you ready to see John?" she asks.

Translation for the French-deprived:
lycée = high school
April: "Mom, what's going on? Open the door."
Jo: "April, your young man John is here. His dick, it's very hard because he looked at my tits."
April: "Mom, you bitch! Did you show him your ass on the stairs?"
Jo: "But of course! He touched my naked ass with his hands."
April: "Bee-ATCH!"