Veevee wakes them from a nap

Gary faded in and out of sleep on the warm afternoon, Bernie's breath in his face. He opened his eyes and smiled at her face close to his, round and golden-skinned with prominent nose and full lips, her closed eyes half-covered by stray wisps of curly hair. That mouth, so sexy. How could she not know how pretty she was? All over? He drifted back into a dream. Joyce held a stopwatch and a clipboard. "Don't you come before Naomi gets hers," she warned Gary as he fucked Bernie from behind in Joyce's living room. "Mom, call me Bernie!" she insisted as Gary's thick cock went in and out between her full buttocks.

Gary woke to a hand stroking his cheek. "Gary, hon," Veevee said. "Your daddy's going to be doing it with Peter and Jim again. You gonna come watch?"

Gary yawned and opened his eyes. Bernie was already awake and grinning at him. "Uh, heh, yeah," he said. "As long as we're all blowing each other's minds."

"Mostly yours, hon," Veevee said. "Your dad and I pretended not to know you were Peter's booty call."

Bernie giggled.

"Mo-om," Gary protested.

"We all thought it was better to have you screwing Peter's ass than anyone else we could think of," Veevee said. "Sally insisted we not tell you in case it broke you two up. So you thought you were hiding it from us, we were hiding it from you."

"Arrrrhhh," Gary groaned.

Bernie laughed out loud. "God, and I thought my mom tried to manage my sex life," she said. "At least she's up front about it."

Veevee smiled, her nose crinkling. "You've got time for a little bitty shower before you come down for the next round," she said.