Family Ties/Ask Tyler to show you his room.
From the look on Cindy's face it's easy to assume that she is going to be on the phone for a while, you can already to start to hear Eric's voice coming over the phone. It's probably not the place Tyler needs to be any way and you would much rather be alone with him considering that right now you have you hand grasping his stiffened cock. With out a word you look over at Cindy and nod your head towards Tyler then towards the hallway. Taking your meaning Cindy nods her head and gives you a weary smile. As Cindy's conversation with Eric drags on you lean down to Tyler's ear. "Why don't you show me your room baby..., and I can show you something way better to do with this big stick." The first part was said just loud enough for Cindy to hear but latter was whispered for only Tyler's benefit.
Tyler doesn't need any more encouragement than that. He hops off your lap and takes you by hand leading you towards stairs, only letting go because the two of you can't walk side by side up them. So as you follow the little angel to his room you pop and unzip your jean shorts, ready to drop them as soon as you walk into her his room. After Tyler walks in you follow closely behind, closing and locking the door just as she your shorts hit the floor, leaving you in your blouse tied up under your breasts and a pair of silky, see-through black panties.
The little boy's room is furnished much the same way your son's is. With a TV in the corner hooked up to a gaming system a few feet from an over stuffed bean bag chair. Posters of super heroes, including some rather racy ones of Wonder Woman and Black Widow, adorn the walls. The primary difference is Tyler's bed. Where Timmy has a twins sized race car bed Tyler has a large full sized bed in the middle of the room, set under the set of windows that he used to peek at you changing, rather stripping for him the night before. That's a pretty big bed for such a little guy... you muse to yourself as Tyler turns around and looks at you, his eyes growing instantly wide along with a lewdly protruding tent that some men would be proud to own.
You eye him hungrily as you slide one hand down your exposed mid-drift, to begin toying with waist band of your skimpy, bikini cut panties. While you toy with the only thing holding your big tits back, the tie of your blouse. Tyler's eye's crawl over every square inch of your body as you give a sultry giggle, running your tongue seductively across your supple lips. He swallows hard, "What do you want do Miss Stacy?" He finally manages to say in a cute, shy tone of voice.
So many things come to mind, how shall you respond: