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"No need," Derrick said, "we just finished."

Derrick took one look at Celia and nearly shit his pants. She was drop dead gorgeous. A strawberry blond with thick luscious curls. Probably just another date for Johnny, but a wet dream come true for him. His face flushed when she gave him a hug, mashing her firm young tits into his sunken chest. He suddenly felt inadequate again, standing next to Johnny. Fuck. If they only knew what he was packing in his pants, then things would be different.

On their way out the door, Johnny turned to his mom and said, "She'll be staying the night." It was a statement, not a question, like anybody was going to tell him no.

Mandy understood, annoyed that she had no say in the matter. "Have a good time." It was the best she could muster.

After they left, she turned to Derrick. "Thanks for coming by. Do you think there's hope for him?"

"He'll make it; he's not dumb, he just needs to put in the time. I'll get him through it."

There was no way she was going to let him leave. "He kind of pissed me off tonight, he was supposed to help me out with chores before he went out." She prayed that Derrick would take the bait, and offer to help.

He knew what she was doing, but was having trouble formulating a game plan of his own. Fuck, he wasn't very good at this. Plus, he couldn't get Celia out of his mind. What an incredible fuck she must be. He shook it off, remembering who he was, Mr. Big Dick.

"I've got a little time before Mom is expecting me home. What do you need done?"

"You're a life saver, could you bring the laundry down from upstairs."

There it was, and none too subtle. He knew there would be a pair of panties sitting right on top of the dirty clothes, probably still wet from getting herself off with Mom. He took his time going upstairs, basking in his newfound confidence. Mr. Big Dick was going to see some action.

She yelled after him, "It's in the linen closet." She had dropped her lime green boy short panties into the hamper just before Celia knocked on the door. They should still be there, nice and wet, maybe even still warm. She had no doubt that they would be missing when he brought the hamper down. But, then what?

He dropped the hamper in front of the washer.

She didn't do a very good job of hiding her disappointment, the panties were still there, on top of the dirty clothes, exactly where she had left them.

Derrick let her stew, knowing that she expected them to be missing. However, he had played out that scenario in his mind, and each time, it took forever to get where he wanted to be. Mr. Big Dick needed a better plan, a bold plan. He picked up the panties and sniffed them, as though she wasn't in the room, watching him.

Her disappointment quickly turned to admiration, and she realized that she'd been played. Although, she wasn't sure whether it was Darlene, or Derrick. No matter, the charade was up, and they were both about to get what they wanted. She reached out and squeezed his cock while he continued sniffing her panties. "Oh!" She didn't have to fake that reaction.

Derrick smiled, slipping the panties into his pants pocket. What next? His sudden indecision didn't go unnoticed.

Mandy looked at him, the wheels churning in her head. It slowly dawned on her, there was no master plan. Derrick only knew what to do because he must have been listening to their phone call. "You heard us this morning, your Mom and me?"

He nodded, afraid to answer, not wanting to break the promise he made to his mom.

Mandy was thinking again. It still didn't make sense. They were both on cell phones, there was no extension to listen in on. He didn't just hear them, he was there, in the kitchen. "You watched too?"

Derrick's face flushed, his eyes darting from side to side, refusing to look at her. Mom was going to kill him.

Mandy knew she was on the right track, but was having trouble putting the final pieces together.

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