And, if a baby sister wasn't enough, she had just found out that Tommy had his eye on her, just like the men in town.

She had caught him a week ago frying to peek at her as she bathed, sneaking to the door and pushing it open to look in as she relaxed in her tub. She had seen him looking at her, and she had been so surprised that she couldn't move for a few moments, giving her son a very long look at her tits. When she did move, she wrapped her arms about her tits and screamed at him to get out.

Then, two nights ago, she had found a pair of her panties beneath his pillow. The crotch had been wet, and she knew immediately why he had taken them. He had used them to jack off on, coming on the crotch. She had been unable to confront her son about it, and she had a difficult time looking into Tommy's eyes all day. He knew that she had found them, too, but he didn't say anything.

And then, just last night…

Peggy picked up the pillows and smoothed them out on her bed, her features softening somewhat as she sat on the edge of the bed, hands folded in her lap.

Last night, she had done something she should have been ashamed of, but wasn't.

Tommy had been lying on his back in the middle of the floor, and she had stepped over him to change the channels on the television. She could have stepped around him, but she had stepped right over his head. Not only that, but she had stayed that way for a while, knowing that her son was looking up her dress, between her legs, gazing at the crotch of her panties. She had seen his cock bulge in his jeans as she stood there, and Peggy had almost come.

She was shaking and nervous by the time she sat back down, and she couldn't concentrate on the television program. Her son had not moved, and she could see his hard-on in his pants, but he didn't glance at her at all.