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I couldn't think this was real about Max, but she did make sense. Max was to be house all weekend so, on Friday night, Staci and I went out. Max simply informed me to be careful as we left the house. I slept at Staci's home after we did a little bar hopping. When we saw an activity in my home the following morning, I walked across the street. Prior to making that walk, Staci included the finishing touches to my look. I entered my home as worried as a fucked nun going back to the convent. Max was serving breakfast to the kids when I reduced in. They all stopped to stare. I attempted to move on up the stairs, however just handled to increase to 5 or 6 steps prior to Max halted my development by stating, Are you starving? I couldn't think it. Did he really ask, Am I hungry? and in a calm major tone? I was looking down at the table just below. More significantly, they were searching for, as much as my naked legs. I wasn't sure how far up my legs they could see, but they didn't need to see far to understand I had no panties on. Excitement surged through me. On impulse, I moved closer to the rail, facing them. With one foot on the action above, I make sure the kids might see my shaved pussy. Their expressions and hard stares at my crotch informed me that much.

Max remained cool. He couldn't see up my skirt from his standing position on the far side of the table, however he saw my intriguing position. He knew I was intentionally showing my beaver to the kids. I said, Maybe. What are you serving? What do you desire? Oh, eggs and toast would be nice. Hot coffee would be additional great. I'll freshen-up and be right down. He said You can freshen-up after breakfast. Here, take my seat. I'm finished. I expected a scene, however I didn't want that scene to unfold before the kids. Max's tone, nevertheless, did not suggest a scene was upcoming, and that actually had me captivated. Max held the chair for me, and I sat. Max went back to the kitchen area to cook my eggs, pop in some toast, and pour my coffee. While he was away, I exchanged smiles with my entertained children. I could see Whore written on all their faces, and I liked what I was seeing. If everyone had slept well, I asked. Phil, my oldest, asked if I had. I stated and smiled , I slept some, but not much. I'll snooze after breakfast.

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