"Oh, God, Jimmy!" Debby's legs wrapped around my back as her pelvis ground against me. I supported myself on my hands, and withdrew slightly, and Debby finished with the buttons. Her bra had a front clasp, and she popped that next. Her breasts were flushed, her nipples erect. I rammed back in.

I threw my weight on top of her and Debby responded in kind. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kept her legs wrapped around my waist as I bucked against her. She was as hot and horny as I was. Much too fast, we came together in a flood of heated juices.

"Mom! Jimmy called me a dweeb!"

"Did not! Mom, Brian's lying again!"

We looked at each other and laughed. Pulling out, I stood and Debby hurriedly buttoned up. Then Debby unlocked the door and dealt with the latest crisis. It was then I noticed Debby's panties still on the floor where I had thrown them. She had been too hurried to put them back on. I smiled and picked them up. I used them to wipe the come off my cock, before throwing them in the hamper.

Debby settled the boys down, then grabbed her car keys. She yelled she had to go to the store, and then took off. I played at Daddy the rest of the morning and the early afternoon. Around three, Debby returned, and I helped her unload bags from the car.

Surreptitiously, I looked at her legs and ass. No stockings, no panty lines. I wondered if she realized yet, she wasn't wearing underwear. In the kitchen, I bumped against her while putting away groceries. My fingers couldn't detect anything under the dress.

"That's right, you bastard, no panties," Debby hissed under her breath.

Smiling, I leaned against the counter, and whispered back, "When did you notice?"

"Lunch." She continued to unpack groceries. "I'm sitting in McDonald's and these two teenage boys are staring between my legs. Giggling and pointing. You bastard." Now she smiled back.

"Didn't your mother teach you to cross your legs?" I asked innocently.