Incest girl – Chapter Nine

Paula was awakened out of a sound sleep to find Bob Grover leaning over her, and suddenly she doubted her good sense in choosing to go braless that evening, for her blouse was open down the front and Mr. Grover’s hand was busy squeezing and caressing her bare tits.
“What’s going on?” she asked in a drowsy voice.
“A fine baby sitter you turned out to be,” he said. “We come home and find you sound asleep here on the couch. Burglars could have walked off with the kids, the silverware, the TV, and you wouldn’t have known anything about it.”
“I’m awfully sorry, Mr. Grover,” said Paula, “but it just got so late I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.”
What Paula didn’t tell him was that when she lay down on the couch she was completely pooped. She hadn’t expected their eleven-year-old son David could wear her out like he did. But it was her fault, she shouldn’t have gone into his bedroom in the first place. The Grover’s had been gone for well over an hour when she decided to check on the kids. She found the two young ones were sleeping soundly, then she went down the hall and stopped outside David’s door.
She opened the door a crack and peeked in. He had dropped off to sleep with the bedside light on. Paula could see him clearly. He had kicked the top sheet off and he was stark naked. She slipped inside his room and quietly closed the door behind her. Looking down on him she felt an urgent need to rub her pussy, an urge that she made no effort to hold back from doing. She remembered Mrs. Grover – Melinda – saying that once the boy was asleep, nothing would wake him. Paula hoped his mother was right.
Now, after what she sensed was about three hours, she was awake again, with David’s father leaning over her, giving her a reprimand for falling asleep on the job, ignoring the fact that he had her blouse open and his hand was fondling her bare tits.
“Where… where’s Mrs.