When they returned, Brigitte had on a lovely bra and panty set, somewhat translucent. It didn't hide a lot, but it was coverage. Conor had on a pair of boxer briefs, which while opaque, didn't do much to hide the alluring meat he was packing. His cock snaked down one leg, still covered, but visible as a nice bulge. Mom's eyes kind of popped when she saw it.

Conor went outside to do some male bonding with Dad over the grill. Brigitte stayed inside to help with the last of the food prep.

"It's a real pleasant evening," Mom said. "I think we'll eat outside. Brigitte, could you set the...