She heard soft whispering and movement and knew that, as she had hoped, Chuck and Frostie were spying on her.

The kids were obviously keeping a watch so that they would know when and if she went out, so that they could have some naughty fun in her bed.

But she had different things in mind.

Making sure she was holding their interest, she stroked her cunt a bit, casually. She could feel their eyes burning into her. She wondered what they were doing to each other as they peeked on her.

Then the doorbell rang.

She got up slowly, giving Chuck and Frostie time to sneak away from the archway. Then she went down the hall and answered the bell.

It was the same delivery boy.

He was tall and dark, with a flashing grin. His name tag said his name was Mike. His eyes bulged out when he got a look at the voluptuous woman in her sexy negligee.

No wonder someone was sending this lovely lady flowers, the youth thought.

"Mrs. Carrington? I got a delivery…"

"Long-stemmed?" she said, smiling wickedly. "Why don't you come in, Mike? I'll give you a tip."

She led him to the living room. She took the bouquet. Then she waited for a moment to give her kids time to get back to their vantage point by the arch.

She was certain they would peek. After all, their mother was dressed very scantily and she had just invited a robust young man into the house, and Chuck and Frostie, who were obviously fascinated by sex in all versions, must be interested.

In a moment a fleeting shadow told the woman that her audience had, arrived.

Mike was looking bashful, blushing a bit. He was trying not to be too obvious about it, but the boy just couldn't keep his eyes off this luscious lady. He gaped at the heavy mounds of her tits, looming from her low-cut neckline. His gaze shifted down to the vee of her crotch, faintly visible through the sheer fabric of her sexy silk negligee.