When I left for my room, I quipped, “Mom, since you like my cum so much, I don’t think our client would mind sharing.” I stayed at the bottom of the stairs while Mom skipped down the hall to meet Monica. She entered our bedroom, and seconds later, her robe flew out the door, landing on the hallway floor. I heard her screech, “Sam left such a mess here. Let me clean you up.” Sounds of sexual pleasure emanated from our room while I went upstairs to take my shower.
When I finished drying off, I looked out the window and noticed Rachel walking down the sidewalk half a block away. It had taken longer than I thought with Monica, and my aunt was arriving early. I quickly dressed and ran down the stairs to Mom’s room. Monica and Mom were eating each other’s hairy cunts, in the throes of sexual oral bliss.
“Mom, Rachel is arriving early. I’ll keep her in the garden while you two finish.” No acknowledgment came from either woman while they concentrated on their sexual bonding.
I ran outside and met Rachel as she neared the front door. Interlocking arms, I escorted her to the garden around the side of our house. Stalling for time, I walked her through the beds, telling her our plans for each. I managed to waste twenty minutes when my aunt looked up and saw movement in the house. “Who’s the woman with your mom? I haven’t seen her before.”
I replied, “Oh, she’s a friend Mom had over. It looks like they’re running late. We’ll be ready to go to the movies and dinner as planned. Don’t worry; it’ll just be my favorite two ladies with me tonight.”
She smiled, and we walked up to the house to wait. Minutes later, Mom returned and greeted us with a sexy smile. Her Hawaiian floral dress looked fabulous on her. It was shorter than usual, and it was obvious she wore no bra, her pointy nipples pushing out the thin fabric. She looked stunning, and Rachel looked surprised when she gazed at Mom’s exquisite beauty.
She stared intently at my mother’s provocative, sexy dress but didn’t mention anything while we walked to the car. We decided on dinner first as we were hungry. My attention focused on Mom’s hard nipples poking out the thin material. I felt guilty ignoring my sexy aunt. Her blue lace bra was visible under her tight, sheer blouse, and I wondered if Mom had informed her my favorite lingerie color was blue.
The hostess at the restaurant greeted us and said, “Hi, Melissa. Glad to see you again. I’ll seat you in a nice booth.”
“Thanks, Lisa. We’ll be right behind you,” Mom replied.
Lisa walked us to a secluded booth at the end of a long room. Mom and I sat on one side while Rachel sat opposite us. When Mom slid in, her dress slid up, revealing her sexy thighs. Sitting down, I noticed the table was far enough away from the seat, enabling me to see Mom’s bare legs. Thankfully, Rachel couldn’t see anything from her position.
As soon as Lisa left, I asked, “Mom, how do you know her? Do you come here often?”
“I met her here a couple of months ago. She’s a good server, and I enjoy my visits with her. She’s very nice and friendly. You’ll like her.”
Before I could ask any more questions, Lisa arrived to take our orders. She remained at our table, engaging us in a friendly conversation. Lisa was tall and very thin. I doubt if she broke a hundred on the scales, but she had toned muscles and didn’t look unhealthily thin.
Her casual talking transitioned to flirting as if she were competing with the two beautiful women accompanying me. Mom and Rachel encouraged her flirtations while Lisa twirled the ends of her short, light-brown, silky hair. I noticed her stealing glimpses of Mom’s exposed thighs. All too soon, she departed to place our order.
I lustfully stared at her long legs while she walked away. She wore the same skirt as the other servers, but due to her height, it looked a lot shorter. She wore her belt higher also, probably because she knew how to flaunt her best asset. I’m sure she received large tips from showing off her long, lithe legs. Her breasts hid beneath her blouse, but I surmised they were small, enabling her to go braless. She looked like the girls I’d date at school because she had the same facial features as Mom and my aunt.
When she left, Rachel said, “My, she’s cute, and I believe she has a crush on your son, Melissa.”
My face flushed while Mom moved over close to me, wrapping her arm around me as if consoling me. She jokingly scorned Rachel. “Now stop it, Sis. You’re embarrassing my poor son. Besides, I think he prefers older women.”
“Is it true, Sam? You like the more experienced woman?” my aunt piped, sexily looking at me.
Thinking briefly of telling her how I love fucking my horny mom, I decided against it and ended our discussion. “You two need to stop it. A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”
They both smiled, and Rachel excused herself to go to the restroom. When she was out of earshot, I took the time to admire Mom’s sexy body. “Jesus, Mom. You reek of sex. I want to take you home and devour you. Rachel was impressed too. Did you see the way she stared at you?”
“I have a lot of outfits I can’t wait to try on for you. I think Rachel believes she’s the only sexy slut in the family. She’s probably jealous because you’re looking at me more than her. I wonder what she’d think if she knew I’m not wearing panties, either.”
Openly leering at her sexy, bare thighs, I lustfully said, “She is quite the looker, much like her sister.”
Mom reached over, clenched my pants, and bent my stiff prick while jokingly remarking, “Watch it, buster, Rachel is my baby sister. Behave yourself.”
Seeing her sister returning, she released my prick and whispered, “But not too much.”
Mom and Rachel immediately engaged in conversation, and I wondered if Mom was aware of Rachel’s hard nipples poking out the material of her blouse. Obviously, she had removed her bra in the bathroom. I wondered if she was competing with Mom or Lisa.