"You see," his mother said, as she held his hand and slowly
guided it over her glossy pantyhose. "I always obey the house
rules. So does your sister. Even your father manages to control
himself most of the time. So how do you explain yourself?"
Jonathan had to pry himself free. His head rose from between her
legs as he gasped in relief. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it
to happen." His voice was out of breath. "I was horny as hell
when I got home, but no one was here. I just couldn't wait."