“Okay.” I say, taking the ear buds out of my pocket and tuning in mom’s frequency. We walk into the kitchen and I tell mom to forget all the post transmission suggestions she’s ever had and return to her natural state with no submissive suggestions. Then I turn off the transmitter and see what happens. Nothing.
“We’ll see what she’s like later.” I tell Nicole. “I told her only to be affectionate and immodest when we were home alone.”
“Okay.” She says, shifting from foot to foot. “Will I see you before you go?” She asks.
“I’ll come over before we go.” I say, taking her in my arms and kissing her. “We’ll text message and call each other.” I reassure her. “And before you know it, I’ll be back for a visit.”
“Promise you’ll talk to your mom about moving here?” She pleads.
“I promise, Nicole.” I tell her as she leaves.
Okay, I made a promise about mom that I intend to keep, but my prick-teasing sister is coming home this weekend and I intend to try out her bald pussy. I’m thinking about how to handle her when mom interrupts my thoughts.
“Nick, I’ve got to file some papers downstairs, then we should pack our things so we can leave right after dinner.” She says.
“Okay, mom.” I answer. “How much money did uncle Harry leave us?” I ask.
“Quite a lot, it seems. It’s hard to tell because it isn’t all liquid and the value of some of his investments fluctuate considerably, but at lease several hundred thousand dollars.” She smiles. “Enough to get a car so you can visit Nicole.” She says.
“I’ve been thinking about that.” I tell her. “Did he leave us this house? Is it paid for?” I ask her.
“Yes and yes.” She answers, looking at me quizzically. “Why?”
“Well, it’s a lot nicer than our house and I was thinking maybe we should consider selling our house and moving here.” I tell her.
“Nick, I know you think you’re in love, but we can’t move just because you’ve met a girl.” She tells me seriously. “Honey, it doesn’t work like that.” She puts her hand on my shoulder in a consoling manner. “If this thing with Nicole is serious, it’ll survive a separation.”
“But what are we going to do with uncle Harry’s house?” I ask, thinking that I could stay here when I come to visit Nicole.
“I don’t know yet. Since it’s paid for, we don’t have to decide right away.” She says. “Okay, time to get to work.” She starts for the basement stairs.
I go to uncle Harry’s computer to watch the rest of the video of Susan. I put in the disc, open Windows Media Player and fast-forward to where she just had her orgasm. My cock springs to life at the sight of my sisters shaved pussy oozing cream from her wide-open puffy pink lips. The scene jumps to a shot of Susan with a vibrator in her pussy and I see a replay of the scene with Nicole where he doesn’t let her climax. The vibrator appears to be on the highest setting and I watch my sister’s bald pussy shake and quiver while her juice gushes out and pools around her ass. This time instead of feeling sorry for her, I think it might be just what the prick tease deserves and it gives me an idea, as I start to formulate a plan for my sister. The rest is like an instant replay of Nicole’s video, only staring bald pussy Susan instead of virgin Nicole. Well, former virgin, now.
I seal the discs away in the secret safe behind the books, pack my things and tell mom I’m going to say goodbye to Nicole. Her mom greets me at the door with a big hug and welcomes me into their house. She fusses over me with something to drink and some cookies before Nicole and I can break away and go to her room. We kiss passionately, rub our bodies together, but we really can’t risk any more than that.
“If you zap my parents to stay in the living room and mind their own business, I’ll give you another blowjob.” She teases. As much as I’d like it, I decline and tell her this is the new, responsible me, and I’m not going to go around zapping people so much.
“Fine. Be that way.” She says playfully, squeezing my cock through my pants. “I’ll really miss you, Nick.”
“Me, too.” I tell her. “I’ll text message you when I get home.
The drive home is uneventful. Mom is her old self, which is a mixed blessing. I really liked seeing her naked, and feeling her body against mine, but it was kind of weird. I know the transmitter did its job, when we get home and she tells me she’s going to take a shower and go to bed. No invitation or intimation that I should wash her back or that we’re going to sleep together.
“Your sister will be here tomorrow morning.” Mom tells me. “So don’t stay up too late. I want you to go to the airport with me.”
“Okay.” I answer kissing her on the cheek. “Good night, mom. Thanks for taking me with you to uncle Harry’s.”
“I’m glad we got some time together.” She says, with no indication that she remembers what kind of time we had.
“Me too!” I say sincerely. I text message Nicole and tell her how much I miss her and then go to bed, again dreaming of Susan’s hairless pussy.
Susan’s plane is late and mom and I sit in the Starbucks at the airport, waiting for her.
“I want you to try and get along with your sister for just one weekend, okay?” Mom says while she sips her latte. “I don’t want a repeat of her visit in February.” Mom says, referring to the fight my sister and I got into the last time she was home. Mom doesn’t know what it was about but we hardly spoke to each other after I yelled at her to go put some clothes on and she said I should not be such a pervert to stare at my sister’s tits.
“I promise you, mom, you’ll think you’ve got the wrong kids, we’ll get along so well.” Yeah, we’ll get along so well it’ll be like we’re lovers, I think to myself.
Finally, her flight is announced and when she comes off the plane she looks so fucking hot, my cock bulges out in my pants. From the look on her face and the glance at my crotch, this is just the reaction she’s expecting. She’s wearing a white lace, camisole top under a green button up sweater that is open to the waist. Her tits are bulging over the camisole, displaying a lot of tanned cleavage. Her jeans are tight and so low cut, that when she bends over to pick up her overnight bag she’s showing almost as much cleavage in the back as in the front. She smiles at me triumphantly, as we walk to the car, her firm, round ass cheeks swinging against each other inside her skin tight jeans.
“Nick and I just got back from settling uncle Harry’s affairs.” Mom says over her shoulder to Susan. Mom insisted we sit in the back seat together so we could visit. “Nick met a nice girl and wants to move there.” Mom says, teasingly.
“That’s great.” Susan says. “Nick met a girl.” Then she whispers to me, “Now you won’t have to sit around jacking off twice a day, dreaming of your sister’s tits, like a pervert.”