"I hope your power comes back on," I call back over my shoulder as I open the door. Maggie and Mom are sitting on the couch fully dressed.
"Where's Susan?" I ask, my eyes scanning the room.
"She said she didn't feel well and went to lie down in the guest bedroom," Mom says, raising her eyebrows questioningly. I just smile and head down the hallway to the guest room.
The door is closed and I take a deep breath as I open it. Susan is lying on her stomach on top of the bedspread with her head turned away from me. I pause in the doorway as my eyes devour her shapely legs and the milky white curves of her ass.
"Hey," I say quietly as I walk over and sit down on the edge of the bed. My fingers trail up her smooth thigh until my hand comes to rest on her firm round cheek.
"Hey," she answers,
