After her housework, she spent a long time in the bath. She was still high with happiness by the time she finished bathing. She brushed her hair and dressed. It was almost time for Sarah and Bobby to come home, and Linda thought of ways to get Sarah out of the house for an hour or so.

Her cream-colored skirt swirled about her long legs as she paced, waiting. Her white blouse clung to her tits, her nipples protruding with ready hardness. It had been a good idea to leave off the bra, she thought. Not only did the friction of her soft blouse make her nipples tingle, but she was sure her son would enjoy her this way, too.

She saw them coming up the walk, and she smiled when she saw them holding hands. She was at the door when they arrived, greeting them breathlessly.

"You can have snacks, if you want," she said.

"Ice cream, Mother?" Sarah grinned. "We can have ice cream?"

Linda nodded, and when Sarah skipped toward the kitchen, she grabbed her son's hand, holding him back.

"Bobby?" she whispered. "Would you like to do it again to me?"

Bobby saw the hot look in her eyes, and he grinned, nodding his head.

"Please…" Linda whispered, sliding her hand down his back to his ass cupping and squeezing his ass. "It think of some way to get your sister out of the house for awhile. This time, we can get naked… take all our clothes off. Would you like that?"

"I sure would, Mom! Can I see your… those?" He pointed at her tits.

Linda almost squirmed with readiness. "You can play with them, too."

She ran her hand over the front of her son's pants, still clutching his ass with the other. She squeezed his cock and balls gently.