I was completely surprised, then, when Mom stood up and said, "Paul, you should probably find something to watch on television for the next half hour or so."
Joanne nodded and then excused herself. She went out to her car. I watched her through the kitchen window as I rinsed off my plate and silverware. She opened the trunk and got a large purse out of there, putting it over her shoulder before sauntering back inside. She saw my curious expression and opened the bag to give me a peek inside. It was full of s*x toys, but she pulled out a large bottle and showed it to me. It was some sort of anal lubricant.
"This is the good stuff," she said with a smirk, and then she continued walking into my mother's bedroom.
The three of them went into the bathroom together. Before she closed the door
