Family first!

During that afternoon, you worked on the windows in the living room, making sure to help out and enjoying the added strength in your arms. You hadn't been a slouch as Steve but there was just the added sense of power in your younger arms that made lifting and holding things in place much easier for you. Moesha, for her part, was very handy with a cordless drill and while you held the frame in place, she went to town with the screws and nails. It was stuffy in the house so after about an hour, you had slipped off your shirt to avoid leaving it smelly and sweat-stained (too late, from that aspect) and she just laughed and slapped you on the chest playfully.

You then picked up the curtain rod and handed it to her as she stepped on the ladder to place the rod on the hook, giving you a very nice look at her ass as she stretched and placed it. You just smiled as she gave a little wiggle, knowing full well where your eyes were at, and the blush on her cheeks let you know she didn't find any problems with it either.

"Got it, Mo?"

She stepped down from the top and wiped the sweat from her brow. You looked at the curtains as she wiped the rest of the sweat from her head with a towel you handed to her and nodded. "Damn, thought this would take all weekend to do by myself, it's nice to have a man help."

"Not a problem, don't have much planned until school gets back in session." You turned and glanced at her as she smiled at you. With the siding and painting saved until later, the two of you had spent about 4 hours of working and managed to get the curtains up and the window sill fixed. During the process, she had slipped off the shirt she had worn, going in a bra that held her ample breasts firmly, suspecting that it was a size too small, but instead of dwelling on it, you just rolled with the level of comfort between the two of you. "Anything else to do?"

"Don't know, don't care, honey, we got the major stuff done." Moesha dabbed the sweat from her chest off and looked at you for a moment. "Darrell, you feeling alright? Usually this type of talk is too much for you."

You laughed again, knowing that during the past few hours, the closeness in which you worked had caused her to take more than a moment of breathing, soft moans where she thought you were too distracted to hear, or the fact that her nipples were hard. You knew she felt your level of arousal as well, the way you pressed against her, she definitely felt your length against her ass a few times. You had also brushed "accidentally" her breasts handing her nails and screws. Playful had gone out the window, this was sensual flirting at its finest.

"Moesha's been lonely all these years," Monica told you in the morning as the two of you laid in bed spooning. "She took care of us but she hadn't gotten with a man since dad died." You let her know about your thoughts and your mom sighed. "She's still menstruating, baby..." she whispered and winked at the stunned look on your face. "I mean, she's always wanted more with Darrell than was healthy...now might be the time to do something about it."

With her back to you, you turned and looked at her body. Although she just turned 52, and was a bit heavier in her ass and had a bit of a thick thigh issue, she was still very shapely and her skin showed the nightly effort of lotioning and care as it was very soft to the touch. You didn't hesitate, Steve would have, and slowly you stepped behind her and wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her close to you, knowing that she definitely felt your cock throbbing against the jeans you wore and nestled against her ass.

"H-Honey?" she whispered as she leaned back against your body and rested her head against your shoulder. "This is nice..."

You didn't say anything as you brought a hand to her head and gently turned her to face you. Before she could say anything else, you leaned down and kissed her.