Caleb Houser hadn't slept a wink. He was too pumped up by having effectively succeeded in staying the night where he certainly shouldn't be. The challenge of not getting caught constantly sent his thoughts reeling. So far so good.
Snuggling under his left arm lay Molly Indrabooty. The young goddess of perfection slept like a baby after all the sex they had managed to have. Caleb was glad she was resting so well. It gave him time to think about the day.
At 7:00 AM he heard an alarm clock go off. The parents were gearing up to start their new day. He became aware last night that they intended to go to Church. He didn't really know about that part of their routine until last night. The subject never came up at dinner.
Listening intently he heard them talking. They had decided to let Molly stay home while they went on to Sunday service. They trusted her.
"Foolish Mortals.", Caleb thought as he grinned, his fist clenched at his good fortune.
Up and about Sahseej had made the comment about going for coffee and croissants to start their day. His wife Marjorie made mention that she would shower and get ready while he was gone. Hearing this peaked Caleb's curiosity.
He just hoped they wouldn't come in and check on Molly before he could hide. There was not many options. With it being daylight the shadows were no longer available to get lost in. He knew her closet was too full to duck into. The bedroom door was impossible to blend behind. He was too big to get under her bed frame. His only option was to slip to her bed's blind side and bury himself under blankets.
Carefully, he pulled his arm out from beneath Molly. He didn't want to wake her just yet. Mischief was on his mind.
Standing ready in case he needed to hide he piled as much as he could on her floor and set up his disguise. To his nerves he did hear them discuss checking on Molly but Marjorie told him to let her sleep. They would leave a note for her in the kitchen.
Another ten minutes he hears Sahseej step out of their bedroom and head for the front door of the condo. Keys jingling he then heard the door open and close. Silence in the outer rooms made him feel more at ease.
Marjorie had turned on the water in the shower and obviously had entered. Humming was heard while she cleaned up.
Caleb felt he had his opening. Still nude he opened Molly's bedroom door. Tip toeing out he latched Molly's room. He had brought his cell along in hopes for another chance at Marjorie. The woman might be older but she was one hot Milf.
Sahseej had left their door ajar when he left. This made it easier for Caleb to take the risk of entering without being heard. Tension kept him on his toes as he moved toward their on-suite. Marjorie herself had left the bathroom door open so as to not steam up all the mirrors. Caleb could only think, "Too Easy."
Carefully he peeked around the door and noted Marjorie in the hot steam, her backside facing Caleb. She was using a wash cloth to suds up her body. All he could do was stare. Her body was perfect. A slightly taller version of Molly, only 100% Caucasian. Her flesh lightly stuck between lily white and a timid tan.
Priming his cell camera he recorded her movements. One hand holding his cam steady, the other stroking his cock. He was one ballsy fucker stepping into the bathroom where she could easily see him if she turned around.
She bent over to wash her calves and feet. Her anal cavity and clam shell pussy vibrant to his exposure. This made him shuffle closer still. He was less than four feet from her.
Once enjoying a rinse she began readying to shampoo her hair. Lathering up her long deep brown locks she somehow managed to get soap into her eyes. Blinded she turns around to face Caleb forcing him to retreat to the door. Still he recorded her full frontal nudity. His awkward stance had succumbed to being at arms length around the corner.
Having cleared her vision she claimed the removable shower head and stealthily began torturing her clit with a vivid spray. Her moans echoed making for a good show. His hand joined her symphony. He was nearing his own ejaculation.
As she pressed her back against the wall squeezing her perky breasts she whimpered loudly at her finishing touch. Caleb nuts all over her bathroom tile as he pumped his fist to shed lasting droplets
He looked over to see a hamper just inside the bathroom. It contained the panties she wore the night before. Inspiration struck and he snatched them up for an inhaled treat.
As her showers faucet was twisted silence returned. He took the underwear with him as he hurried quietly back to Molly. Marjorie was completely oblivious to her admirer.
Molly was still asleep. At least he didn't have to explain his absence. She would never understand this sudden attraction to her Mother. Part of him felt guilty, the other portion triumphant and smug. Caleb just lived for the moment.
Getting dressed he stood around listening for anything he needed to worry about. There was really nothing until Sahseej finally returned with coffee and breakfast fifteen minutes later. The aroma smelled awesome.
Caleb heard Sahseej move from the dining area to his bedroom. A compliment was given about how beautiful Marjorie looked. Caleb could only imagine.
Hearing the two move about the condo more openly he decides to hide himself away into his blanketed fort. Curling up in a fetal position kept his height from risking exposure. A knock at Molly's door led to it creaking open. With a brief glare inside the parents left well enough alone. They allowed her to rest. Another ten minutes Caleb heard the front door open and close. Silence!
Waiting to be certain Caleb left his prison and hurled himself into bed to hug the curled up Molly. From behind he awaited her to stir. It didn't take long after his launch and land to impact her senses. As her eyes open and squint she feels his arm around her waist and sheepishly grins.
"You have a hard on already?" She giggles softly.
He smugly huffs, "Always. I can't stop thinking about you. It was hell laying here trying to be quiet while your folks were getting ready for Church."
Her eyes bulge and she rolls over under his arm, her bare breasts uncovered from her sheets.
"Are they still here?"
"Nope! I heard them say let her rest. They mentioned leaving a note for you."
"So, we are all alone?" She shivers.
"Yep. Let's shower together then get you over next door to creepy Claude's.
"The shower I would love. The other I will not."
He frowns, "You worry about MY blackmailing you and not about that sick Fucker doing it? He's got shit on me now too. We need to do some serious damage control. I figure while you take care of him I can erase his video files on his computer."
She cringes, "What if he catches you?"
"I have a plan. Don't you worry. You just pretend to enjoy his company."
"That will be impossible. He is quite repulsive." She points out.
"True. I guess now that I think about it I could face a nasty case of rape. Even though we both know you enjoy everything I had you do."
"I do indeed. There is a difference Caleb. I like you. I like what I do for you. In most cases. Not this one however."
He releases his arm and sits up, "I know. Really I do. Do we really have a choice? We call the cops that incriminates me too. Your parents will find out. EVERYTHING! Without my intentionally doing it. I go to jail. As the videos are viewed Wyatt, Jim, others. We all go to jail."
She pouts, "And, I return to Mumbai."
"Exactly! So let's just get this done and over with. If I can erase that crap he won't be a threat."
"And, if you cannot?"
"Let's try not to think negatively. We deal with this as it happens."
Without an expression to read Molly crawls from bed and stands up. Moving to her door she opens it and carefully peers out. After a moment to insure they were indeed alone she walks out into the hallway. As naked as she was since Caleb's arrival. Followed by a fully dressed Caleb.
"They left you a croissant." Caleb locates it in the kitchen.
