Chapter 31: Sandra Andrews

Having recently returned home for an extended summer break from Uni and the close by rental apartment payed for by her father Peter, the antennae of Susan Andrews eighteen year old daughter almost straight away picked up on the atmosphere of change around the Andrews household.

Sure Sandra’s father Peter was also at home from yet another of his interminable business sales trips and now working in his nearby office, but even so, there appeared to Sandra a notable change in the dynamic between her Mother Susan and the brother Sandra regarded as ‘creepy Tim’,

A brother so named by Sandra for Timmys habit of always staring not only at her Mothers large breasts, but also her own breasts, around the size of those of Sandra’s voluptuous Mother Susan.

However, especially during mealtimes, Sandra couldn’t now help but notice her beautiful lookalike Mother appeared not only to be a little wary of her son Timmy, but to Sanda, even a little apprehensive toward her brother. It appeared to Sandra Almost as if her Mother was perhaps even a little frightened of her teenage son, who himself appeared to Sandra to have grown a whole lot more confident since she’d been away at Uni these past months.

Neither had it gone unnoticed by Sandra the lingerie drawer in her bedroom had had been disturbed whilst she were away, probably by her brother Tim, thought Sandra, for her mother was as as tidy as the came, a discovery leaving Sandra feeling somehow violated, in the knowledge her brother was perhaps fondling her most intimate of garments such as her bra’s and tiny thongs.

Although In fact, Sandra’s thoughts of her brother Tim even jerking off into into her sexier panties before washing and replacing her lingerie, left her disturbingly feeling more than little aroused, especially by visions of her brothers cock whilst he jerked off into her lingerie, even though Sandra was yet to discover any evidence of her brother doing so.

Even so, they were images Susan just couldn’t get out of her head that morning, when with her brother Tim at school and her Father having left on yet another three day business trip and her Mother out for the day apparently visiting a friend, Sandra was gloriously alone in the house and after relaxing morning in bed, Sandra decided to take the opportunity in the otherwise empty house of taking a long luxurious soak in the large bath in her Mothers en suite bathroom.

Once naked in her Mothers bath, the thoughts of Sandra Andrews returned to her stunned surprise when earlier going into the outside garage to search for an old textbook, where to her surpise, Sandra recognised the tell tale signs someone had recently been smoking what she quickly recognised as being coke laced spliffs and although air freshener had obviously been used in the garage, the orama of spliffs was still there.

With both her Father and brother leaving the house early, Sandra knew it could surely be only her Mother smoking spliffs in the garage, when as a regular user herself, she’d already seen in her eyes all the tell tale signs her Mother Susan was using some form of legal or illegal drugs and that unmistakable aroma of weed in the garage was enough to tell Sandra it must be her Mother Susan.

Especially when Susan hadn’t managed to completly conceal the aroma of weed in both her bedroom and bathroom, thankfully one her vanilla father would probably never even notice when at home, thought Sandra. Such thoughts, when added to the knowledge her Mother had taken to wearing shorter skirts and more revealing tops, whilst making little effort to conceal her large breasts or her stockings and suspenders, left Sandra wondering if perhaps her Mother had taken a secret lover. Not that Sandra would blame her Mother when her Father was hardly ever at home these days.

“, so what’s really going on around here?” wondered Sandra Andrews, although as always when having a bath, Sandra was unable to resist the temptation of toying with her voluptuous body before spreading her legs slipping a finger between her cunt lips whilst gazing up toward the ceiling, although not seeing a small hole in the white ceiling above her, one carved out as a spy hole by her brother along with his friend Kevin, to use upon his Mother when in her bath.

“Although Was her younger brother Tim also smoking dope? “wondered Sandra, becoming more and more sexually aroused thanks to both the finger rubbing between her cunt lips rubbing her clitoris and a fantasy taking shape in Sandras mind, that of her naked Mother and brother smoking dope together whilst Tim was stoking his mothers breasts and nipples.

“jeez ... What the fuck am i thinking of?” Sandra asked of herself when her fantasy saw her Mother giving her brother a blow job and then unable to get of her brother Timmy’s cock out of her mind, Sandra was then even imagining herself sucking Timmy’s cock whilst lifting her legs and placing her feet either side of the bath top, where Sandra was then moments later spreading her cunt lips to begin massaging her hard clit button.

Unfortunately for Sandra Andrews she was finger fucking herself and squeezing her nipples under the amused eyes of her brother Timmy, who having slipped away from school, was in fact now in his attic hiding place over his mothers bathroom and just as he’d done with his Mother, Timmy was using his camera to take shots of Sandra Andrews in her Mothers bath, toying with her nipples and finger fucking herself, little realising the crushed tablets Tommy Hall had along with other instructions, given Sandra’s brother to drop into Sandra’s drinks were working a treat and making Sandra Andrews as horny as hell, as was shown by Sandra a few minutes after her bath...