Take a look at the computer before he leaves.

“I can take a look for you before I leave.” I gave a small shrug as I tried to act nonchalant and not pretend I was eager to see the videos though I felt the corners of my mouth twitch into a smile despite my efforts to keep a poker face. “I mean the computer not the videos” I said quickly as I realized my wording could be misunderstood.

“Thank you dear.” She sat up and gave a sly smile as she winked. She stretched her arms overhead causing her back to arch and breasts to rise and strain against her sports bra causing her hard nipples to push out further against the taut fabric.

“Okay last stretch. I want to stretch out my Adductor muscles,” she said as touched the inside of legs and let her fingers run slowly on the inside of her soft supple thighs. She turned around slowly and got up on her knees as she turned around on all fours as she pointed her firm round buttocks in tight shorts toward me. The fabric hugged every curve as she adjusted her stance spreading her knees apart inch by inch as it rode up her taut thighs at the sides while pulling snug against her crotch. Her back arched sharply as she lowered herself onto her elbows causing her ass cheeks to clench and lift slightly as the fabric of her tight shorts pulled tight between her tight ass cheeks. I could help but admire the slight outline of her pussy mound through her shorts as the shorts fabric snugly embraced the mounds.

As she leaned forward I watched her large breasts press hard against the floor. The soft mounds flattened and spread dramatically under her weight straining against the fabric of her sports bra. My eyes were glued to her ass high in the air and the way her shorts clung to every curve emphasizing the roundness of her cheeks and the tantalizing gap between her thighs.

“What do you want me to do?” I swallowed.

“Put your hands on my thighs and pushed down gently but firmly to open up my thighs.” She looked back and smiled.

“Okay.” I slowly placed my hands on her toned thighs and felt the firmness of her muscles under my palms as I felt the warmth of her skin. I slowly pushed down as my fingers tightened as I felt her thighs began to open wider as they spread as her pelvis lowered toward the floor. She let out a deep gasp as her nails scrapped gently against the floor and she leaned her head back. Her body tensed and I could feel her muscles shift as she pushed deeper into the stretch while her breath quickened.

“Little harder dear I can take it.” She said as she looked back at her shoulder at me and let out a deep breath. Her breasts rose and fell against the mat as she her as she took in slow deep breaths causing them to to expand and retreat at her sides. I pressed down as my fingers sank into soft flesh and then pulled back gently in a dynamic stretch causing her taut buttocks to rise and fall. I felt her body rock and her thighs trembled slightly in my grasp as she fought to deepen the stretch until her pussy finally touched the floor. “Hold it right there sweetie.” She said as she let out a deep grunt and bit her lip as she laid her head down. She and arched her back as she reached her arms out like a cat as she stretched out her body.

“So does this mean I am getting a little brother or sister because I can come back if so.” A voice said and I turned to see Christy leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed as she gave a playful smirk as she looked at me and her mom in the compromising position. The way her arms were crossed drew the eyes to her breasts in her little camisole as the thin fabric clung to her curves subtly outlining the shape of her bra underneath. Her hip cocked to the side in her short skirt that made her long legs look longer.

“Hardly. He was helping me stretch young lady.” Helena said as she pushed herself up and sat back on her calves. She gave me a wink over her shoulder to suggest she had enjoyed the stretch as much as I had and I felt my cheeks flush with warmth. Her back arched and her breasts thrust out in her sports bra as she stretched her arms above her head. The fabric of her top strained against her breasts and I couldn't help but admire her toned physique as her tummy stretched and her back arched.

“So I can see.” Christy teased as she walked over and gave me a mischievous grin as she walked over. I smiled at her and stood up as I watched her walk over. Her hips swayed with each step and I couldn't help but notice how the light fabric of her skirt fluttered around her thighs. She twirled a strand of hair around her finger and her eyes sparkled with amusement as she took in the scene.

“Help me up dear.” Mrs. Helena said as she held out her hand. I nodded and took her hand and offered her a boost up as I took both of her soft hands. Her grip was firm yet gentle as I helped her to her feet and she steadied herself against me as she put her hand against my chest and her delicate fingers splayed across my shirt. Her fingers rubbed my chest and then slid off as her nails teased the skin through the shirt and she smiled as she moved away from me

“What are you doing here Jake?” Christy teased as she stopped and put a hand on her hip. Her eyebrow arched questioningly and her lips curved into a playful smile as she waited for my response. She tilted her head to the side as she waited for me to answer and her fingers drummed on her hip. Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves and her blue eyes danced with mischief as she looked at me.

“I came to fill your hole.” I smiled and looked around for the bottle of spray foam I had set down before helping Mrs. Helena stretch. I spotted the can on the floor near where we had been stretching and bent to pick it up. My fingers grasped the cold metal of the can as I lifted it from the floor. My eyes darted to Mrs. Helena's shapely legs as she ran the towel along them to wipe away any sweat.

“I appreciate the offer but you have a girlfriend already.” Christy teased as she gave me a playful pinch on the behind as her fingers dug into the flesh of my buttock and squeezed firmly. Her fingers pressed firmly into the flesh of my buttock before she pulled her hand away. I straightened up quickly as a jolt ran through my body and my eyes widened in surprise though I had enjoyed it. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she noticed the slight flush creeping up my cheeks. Christy's laughter filled the room as she stepped back and her hands rested on her hips as her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she watched my reaction.

“You know what I mean. Its spray foam so no more rats will get in your bathroom.” I feeling a little flushed in the cheeks. The pressure of her fingers lingered even after she removed her hand and her lips curved into a mischievous smile as she watched my reaction as she seemed to enjoy my discomfort.

“Thank you.” Christy smiled as she leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek as her body brushed up against me. Her lips left a tingling sensation on my cheek and I turned my head slightly in response. The softness of her lips lingered on my skin and I could feel the warmth of her breath as she pulled away. Her eyelashes fluttered as she stepped back and her eyes met mine.

“So are you not going to church?” I asked looking at her camisole and mini skirt which was nice looking but not very suitable. The thin fabric of her camisole clung to her curves and the hem of her mini skirt swayed gently as it barely reached mid-thigh. My eyes involuntarily traced the outline of her figure as my eyes ran down to her long legs which seemed to stretch on forever as she stood in front of me. The soft morning light streaming through the window highlighted the golden undertones of her skin and cast a warm glow across her exposed skin.

“After I change and shower. I am fine wearing this but the rest of the congregation may not like it sadly. I have no clue why” She gave me a playful pout and twirled her finger around her finger. Her full lips quivered as she exaggerated her pout and her eyes widened innocently.

“You want me to do it before you get in the shower?” I asked and held up the can and gave it a little shake. The metal can felt cool against my palm as I gripped it it.

“Actually I am in a bit of a hurry and will be right in and out. Just keep an ear out and come running if you hear me screaming.” Christy gave a little wink as her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink. She she was not doubt thinking about when I had to come save her yesterday from the small mouse. A few strands of hair fell across her forehead as she shook her head slightly and she absently tucked them behind her ear with a slender finger.

“Will do.” I smiled and nodded as I thought back to the other day when I had to come save her. The memory of her naked behind running away in the bath towel still made me smile. Her frantic steps echoed in my mind as she clutched the towel tightly against her body and darted down the hallway.

“While I am waiting you want me to show you where the computer is?” I looked at Mrs. Helena who was rolling up her yoga mat as her hands moved methodically as she rolled the mat.

"If you like." Mrs. Helena smiled as she looked back over her shoulder before she leaned over to pick up the towel and stood up bringing the yoga mat to a closet where I saw other workout related gear. As she bent down to place the yoga mat on the bottom shelf of the closet her gym shorts stretched tightly across her firm ass. She adjusted the mat among the other exercise equipment before straightening up and smoothing her hands over her backside and tugging them back down.

“So Jake tell you about some asshole trying to spike my drink last night mom?” Christy said as she slid an arm around my shoulder. Her fingers drummed lightly against my upper arm while her other hand rested casually on her hip. She tilted her head toward me slightly as a sly grin spread across her face.

“No he did not.” Mrs. Helena gave me a look as she put her hands on her hips and gave me a playful smirk. Her eyebrows raised slightly as her gaze shifted between Christy and me with curiosity

“Thankfully Jake saw him and rushed over to stop me from drinking it and confronted the asshole.” Christy as she softly rubbed my shoulder. Her palm moved in slow circles over my shoulder while her nails grazed lightly against my skin through my shirt.

“Did he now?” Mrs. Helena smiled as she looked at me.

“What happened to the guy?” Mrs. Helena asked as she cocked her head to the side as she waited for an answer and a strand of hair fell across her face.

“I threw the drink in his fast and kicked him in the balls but it was sweetie of Jake to try and stand up for me.” Christy let her hand slid down my back as she smiled. Her nails grazed lightly along my back sending tingles through my body. She pressed closer her soft breasts brushing against my arm as she leaned in

“Yeah I was pretty sure I would have got my ass kicked.” I frowned. The memory of that night flashed through my mind and I could feel my heart rate increase at the thought of the confrontation as I clinched my fist.

“Still. Thank you dear for protecting my daughter.” Mrs. Helena said as she stepped closer and softly gave me a kiss on the lips and catching me by surprise. Her hands cupped my cheeks as she pulled me towards her and pressed her lips firmly against mine. Her body leaned into mine and her warmth enveloped me as she left no space between us. Her hand slid from my cheek and through my hair as she deepened the kiss while as her mouth moved passionately against mine while I stood there stunned. The other slid around the back of my neck to keep me from pulling away, not that I wanted to.

“Mom.” Christy let out a surprised gasp followed by a giggle.

Her lips pulled at my bottom lip as she slowly broke the kiss and her breath came out in a soft pant against my mouth.

She leaned back and smiled at me as her hand brushed my cheek softly before looking at her daughter. “What? I think he earned that.” She smiled mischievously before turning back to me as her fingers traced along my jawline. Her full lips parted and she licked her lips leaving a glistening trail across the soft pink flesh. A melodious laugh escaped her as her manicured nails grazed my skin before pulling away.

“Well I would have given him a blow job to thank him last night but I didn't because he is dating my best friend.” Christy teased as she looked looked at me with a sly smiled and slid her hand into my back pocket as her fingers squeezed my buttock playfully through the fabric of my slacks as I let out a surprised gasp. Her fingers kneaded my flesh through the thin material as she pressed her body firmly against my side. She turned to her mother with a mischievous grin and ran her tongue slowly between her lips as she smiled.

“Young lady. You are not to old for me to put you over my knee.” Her mother threw and crossed her arms under her sports bra though I could see a smile in the corner of her lips. She raised an eyebrow at her daughter in mock sternness and tapped her foot lightly on the floor.

Christy rolled her eyes. “I am going to get ready for church.” She headed for the door as her hips swayed in her little skirt causing the fabric to swish around her skirt. Her sock-covered feet made soft shuffling sounds on the floor as she walked towards the doorway. Her sock-covered feet padded lightly across the floorboards making faint shuffling sounds as she walked towards the doorway. She paused at the threshold and turned back to face us as she tossed her hair over her shoulder with her hand and winked playfully before disappearing down the hallway.

“I am glad she is not Catholic. I would feel sorry for the priest who has to hear her confessional.” Helena smiled as amusement flickered in her warm eyes. She took a deep breath as if savoring the moment then let out a soft sigh of amusement. Her lips parted slightly as she exhaled and her gaze lingered on me before she tilted her head toward the hallway with a nod.

“Come on I will show you were the computer is.” She turned and began walking down the hallway her hips swaying slightly with each step as her ponytail swung in counter point. The fabric of her gym shorts stretched as she walked and her sneakers made soft sounds on the floor.

“Can I ask. How did you meet Christy's dads?” I said as I followed after her into the hallway as my curiosity got the better of me as we walked. My footsteps quickened to match her pace and I glanced around at the photos lining the walls.

"Her father and I dated in high school. We both knew the other was gay so it was a mutual thing that worked for us. It gave us an easy way to fit in without having to explain ourselves to anyone. The sex wasn't as bad as you expect.” Her lips quirked into a small smile and she shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly.

“Wait. You two had sex even though you were both gay?” I shot her a confused look as my eyebrows furrowed as I processed the information and I tilted my head slightly to the side. I stopped for a second as I tried to make sense of what she'd just said but I quickened my pace again when she didn't stop moving

“We had to be sure.” She flashed a sly smile as her eyes lingered on me. “Plus we do have a kid together. How did you think that happened?” She glanced back and raised an eyebrow playfully. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips and her fingers drummed a playful rhythm on her thigh as the sway of her hips became more pronounced as she walked drawing my gaze to the curve of her ass in those tight shorts.

“I assumed a sample jar and a turkey baster.” I joked as I felt a smile creep into my lips. Mrs. Helena’s jaw dropped in shock and she turned her head to look at me. I blushed slightly and rubbed the back of my neck as I looked at her. Her eyes widened in surprise then narrowed playfully as a mischievous grin spread across her face.

“Ah, Jake. You are bad.” Mrs. Helena gave me a pointed look as a faint blush colored her cheeks and gave me a playful swat before she kept walking. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she turned away her cheeks still tinged with pink.

“You ever regret not ending up with him?” I asked wondering why they had not stayed together. The question slipped out before I could stop and think but I was genuinely curious about the reason they didn’t work out.

“No. We have a lot of the same interest and get along great but sadly dating a gay guy turned out to be a real pain in the ass.” She emphasized the word "ass" with a slight wiggle of her hips smiled slyly as she looked back over her shoulder and gave her ass cheeks a teasing rub. She gave them a firm squeeze and laughed at my stunned expression as her nails dug slightly into the fabric of her shorts and she bite her lip playfully. Her hips swayed more as she continued walking her ass cheeks jiggling enticingly with each step in her shorts.

“Now who is being bad.” I shook my head at her and she simply shrugged and looked back down the hall as she kept walking. I smiled and glanced down at her behind in her shorts hugged her figure enticingly with each step she took wondering what it be like. Her ass swayed hypnotically as she moved and the fabric of her shorts clung to every curve. Her ass bounced slightly with each step and I couldn't help imagining grabbing those hips from behind. The image of gripping those hips and thrusting into her flashed through my mind. I **** my thoughts back to the present and I had to **** myself to look away before she caught me staring.

“Here we are. Me and the wife's office.” She said as she lead me into the nice office. Their was a desk on either side facing the middle of the room and a sofa or by the large window that faced the river for reading. Books lined the shelves around the room. “This is my desk. If you need the log in its 2006 the year Christy was born.” She said as she showed me over to the desk on the right and moved around it and opened up her lap top as she leaned over the desk giving me a perfect view of her ass in those shorts and I felt my mouth water at the sight.

“I will.” I smiled and tapped my side making sure I had my phone encase I needed to call my buddy Josh for support. I pulled out the chair and took a seat as I sank into her comfy office chair.

“I am going to go get some water and hydrate. You want anything sweetie?” She said as she ran her hand along my back along and along my shoulder blades and looked down at me with her deep blue eyes.

“No I am fine but thank you.” I nodded as I looked up at her and then at her breasts that were almost in my face as I suddenly had a craving for milk. My mouth felt dry as I glanced down at her breasts barely contained by the tight sports bra and noticed how her nipples pressed firmly against the fabric. My mind filled with images of taking one of those pert nipples into my mouth. Her cleavage was deep and inviting as it was snugly pressed together in her taut sports bra and covered in a glossy sheen of perspiration that caught the light. I wanted to feel her breasts envelop my cock as I thrust between them the soft slippery flesh squeezing around me with each thrust. I quickly looked back at the computer before she noticed I was staring.

“Okay.” She smiled as she slid her fingers up the back of my neck. Her nails scraped lightly against my skin as it teased the tiny hairs at the nape of my neck before she finally pulled away causing me to shutter lightly.

I focused on the task at hand trying to ignore the lingering arousal coursing through my body and the memory of her touch on my skin. I smiled then went to work removing the wireless modem plugged into the side to keep it from trying to connect to the internet and powered it on. The computer was maybe a few years old and a nice model. Maybe not powerful enough for a gaming PC but I bet it would be nice to have for someone like me who took a lot of pictures as it had a nice eighteen inch large screen.

I pulled the computer up in safe mode and watched as the screen remained dark for a moment before a dull glow spread across the monitor. Lines of white text scrolled against the black background while the system ran its checks before finally loading the desktop. Everything looked stable with no errors flashing across the screen and no sudden crashes interrupting the process. It seemed to load up without any problems though I was sure the second I switched back to normal mode the same issues would return that Mrs. Helena had been facing before.

I pulled up the document folder and selected the files then copied them and pasted them into the DVD drive. The burning process started as the computer slowed under the weight of transferring and writing the data. A small progress bar crawled forward while the system whirred and the disk spun up to speed.

I drummed my fingers against the desk and thought about what she had said. She told me exactly what was in those files and made it clear she didn’t want anyone else to see them but that only made me more curious.

I glanced at the door then turned back to the computer and decided to take a look for myself. I clicked into the video folder and found nothing at all. The space where files should have been sat completely empty with not even a single hidden file left behind. I frowned and backed out before checking the downloads folder instead. A list of files filled the screen in a messy unorganized heap but there wasn’t a single video among them. I saw scattered documents installation files and random bits of data that meant nothing to me from years of downloading stuff and deleting nothing. If those files were here she had buried them deep. But then she wouldn't want Christy to stumble upon it if she borrowed the lap top.

Then buried among the sea of mundane documents I finally spotted a video file. My pulse quickened as I hovered over it and curiosity pushed me forward. I right-clicked and scrolled down and selected open file location and watched as the screen blinked before shifting to a new directory. A single word stood at the top of the window in bold white text and that word was Private.

I hesitated and my fingers drummed lightly against the mouse. The folder wasn’t just hiding one or two stray recordings. It held dozens of video files and each one was labeled in a way that gave no immediate clue to its contents. They all had generic timestamps but every one was a webcam video. My breath felt a little heavier as I glanced back at the door and listened for any sign of movement outside the room.