Molly turned to walk over to the table and I had to admire how the t-shirt hugged her hips and framed her ass. I could see the outline of the bikini bottom through the gauzy material of the thin shirt and the backs of her thighs were visible almost up to her ass.

Her long dark hair was still wet and I thought about what that hair would feel like across my stomach as she...

“Hey Greg," Jack spoke up, “You have a couple of minutes now?"

"Not long, game starts in twenty minutes." I replied, trying to focus on his face as Molly fussed around the table, fixing the flowers in the middle of it, her ass wiggling invitingly as she did.

"Why?"

"Real quick." Can you film me for a minute; I just want to hear how

T sound."

“Okay, but quick." I was in a hurry, but any chance to play with the

Nikon was worth it.

I removed it from its case and setting it to record, stepped back a couple of feet and focused on Jack.

"Go ahead, start talking."

"Oh." He frowned, “Well, um my name is Jack Walsh and...I approve of this message!" He laughed.

"Come on, do better than that." I told him.

"Okay, well first off I..."

"Photo bomb!" Molly laughed, coming up behind him and waving at the camera, "Or video bomb! I'm Jack's mom and even though he never cleans his room he's worth your vote!"

“Mom, cut it out." Jack rolled his eyes.

“So serious." She rolled her dark eyes, “Just like your father,

Christ he was anal, I always had more fun without him." she winked,

“In every way."

“Mom, jeez!" Jack made a disgusted face, but I had to try to keep my jaw from dropping at her words, never mind the vivid image of her lying in her bed, or by the pool, playing with herself.

"Sorry, but it's true, I don't miss him at all."

“Me either." Jack sighed, “And the only thing he misses is my tuition payments."

“Because he's useless." Molly said, “Let me get out of your way.”

She walked over and sat on the arm of the couch behind Jack and I once again focused the camera on him.

“Jack Walsh with some things you should know about the upcoming election..."

Jack began to speak more confidently, but I had no clue what he was saying. Even as the camera was on him, my eyes were on Molly who was watching and playfully kicking her feet back and forth. Her legs were open and I couldn't help looking at her inner thighs and the flash of blue material from the bikini.

She was smiling at us and as I took a moment to take in her big brown eyes, long lashes, and full inviting lips, it dawned on me she wasn't just hot body wise, but was a beautiful woman.

She leaned back against the couch and stretched, causing her breasts to strain against the flimsy shirt and feeling my cock stir, I lowered the camera.

"Here, watch." I hit replay and handed Jack the camera.

As he listened to himself, I kept my eyes lowered, so all I could see was Molly's feet. Her toes were painted a deep red and the tanned tops of them a sharp contrast to the white smooth skin of her soles.