“Mmmmmm.” Maggie moans, pulling my head to her breast. “That feels nice.” I unsnap her tight shorts and pull her zipper down, as I continue to lick her large breast. She’s still stroking my cock, which is now fully recovered, while I slip my hand inside her bikini panties. I’m running my fingers through her thick curly hair and sucking her nipple into my mouth, when I hear a car door.
“Fuck!” I yell, pulling my hand out of her pants and fumbling with my clothes. “That’s my mom.”
“Too bad the transmitter isn’t charged.” Maggie says, pulling her halter-top, back over her breasts and zipping up her shorts. “You’re everything I hoped you’d be, Nick.” She says, as the front door opens.
“Hi mom.” I call, a little too cheerily. “You remember Mag, uh… Mrs. Devlin, don’t you mom?”
“Of course.” Mom says, extending her hand, while eyeing me suspiciously. “How are you Maggie?”
“I’m great, Elaine.” Maggie says, shaking hands with mom. “I just came over because I never really got a chance to express my condolences.” She says, greeting mom, like she came over just to see her and I just happened to be home.
“Thank you, Maggie.” Mom says, heading towards the kitchen. “Can I get you a cup of tea?”
“That would be wonderful.” Maggie says, squeezing my ass cheek and winking at me, as she follows mom into the kitchen.
As they settle into a comfortable conversation about Harry, I sit on the barstool, pretending to read a magazine, nursing my Diet Coke and watching them. In my mind, I start comparing the attributes of these two late-thirties sexy women. Maggie’s tits are larger than mom’s and her nipples, still poking out the front of her halter-top, are darker and thicker. They both have relatively flat stomachs and slender waistlines and mom has a tight, round ass that always draws my attention, no matter what she’s wearing. Maggie’s ass is firm and round, with a more pronounced curve to it, which, combined with her larger tits, gives her more of an hourglass shape. They both have great legs; mom’s are more muscular, but Maggie’s are well toned and shapely, too.
I’m still reveling in the idea that Nicole’s mom just gave me a blowjob, and invited me over to fuck her, when my thoughts are interrupted by a question from Mom.
“Hello! Earth to Nick.” Mom laughs. “Did you hear what I asked?” She says, smiling at me.
“Sorry, mom.” I say. “I was reading.” I lie.
“I said, Maggie and I are going to go get some lunch and do a little shopping. Do you want to come with us?” Mom asks. Of course I want to cum with both of them, but that’s not what she’s asking.
“Nah. Thanks. I think I’ll just stay here, if it’s okay.” I answer. Both women smile and nod as if that was the answer they were expecting.
“I’ll be ready in a minute, Maggie.” Mom says, going into the bedroom.
“What did the lawyer say, mom?” I ask, as I follow her into the bedroom.
“He’s going to check the court records and we should know something tomorrow.” She says, placing her hand on my cheek. “I’ll try to be better company tonight.” She whispers, kissing me lightly on the lips. “Now go visit with Maggie a minute while I use the bathroom.” She smiles.
“The transmitter should be charged by the time we get back, Nick.” Maggie whispers, while running her fingers lightly over the front of my shorts. “I’m soaking wet, just thinking about what you’ll do with it.” She says, just as mom walks back into the room.
“Okay, Maggie.” Mom says, picking up her purse. “I’m all set. Bye Nick.” She says, kissing my cheek.
“See you later, Nick.” Maggie smiles, as they walk out the door.
“Have fun.” I call after them, my cock throbbing in my shorts.
While they’re gone, I inspect the docking station for the transmitter. It has two wires, one connected to Uncle Harry’s computer and the other to a power strip. I turn on the computer and a pop up window opens, asking if I have updates for the NST software. I click no and a progress bar opens, showing that the transmitter is 70% charged. I make a copy of the software and e-mail it to myself, so I’ll have it at home. I sit, staring blindly at the progress bar, thinking about this morning’s visit from Nicole’s mom. I can’t believe she knows about the transmitter and wants me to use it on her. How weird is that?
I spend over an hour at the computer, searching for information about my dad, getting both his home and work addresses. I’ve formed a tentative plan to visit him at work, mainly because I don’t want to run into Miss Bimbo. I’ve learned enough about the transmitter to know that I don’t want to give him any hasty suggestions that might backfire. I need to find out exactly what he’s put in motion regarding the divorce and the money.
I start fantasizing about ways to punish him, too, including, but not limited to, making him impotent, fucking his girlfriend while he watches, and having Maggie fuck him in the ass with her strap-on. I’m still sitting there, contemplating, when mom and Maggie come bursting in the door, laughing like schoolgirls.
“Hi Nick.” They both say, and then look at each other and start laughing again.
“Sorry.” Mom says, barely able to contain her laughter. “Maggie and I never knew we had so much in common.” She says and I start to panic, wondering what she means. “Within minutes, we were finishing each other’s sentences and we liked the same outfits, everything.” She says, smiling.
“Your mom is great!” Maggie gushes. “You’re lucky to have her.” She says, as if admonishing me for not appreciating her more.
“I know.” I say, defensively. “She’s the best mom in the world!” Wondering if mom was complaining about me to Maggie.
“He knows how lucky he is.” Mom says, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. “And I know how lucky I am, too.” She says, kissing me on the cheek, jutting the tip of her tongue against my skin, in an intimate expression, unseen by our guest.
“Let me help you with those.” I say, noticing the shopping bags for the first time. “What did you buy?” I ask, remembering the sexy fashion show the last time mom went shopping, with her friend Mary.
“A couple of new outfits that Maggie helped me pick out.” She says, smiling at Maggie. “And helped me try on.”
“We’re the same size.” Maggie explains. “So we tried on the same outfits, together in the dressing room.” She blushes slightly, as she tells me and I let my imagination run wild. Ever since I gave mom the suggestion about enjoying the taste of pussy, she’s practically been addicted to it. When Susan is in town, I might as well not be alive. Well, that’s not exactly true, because both mom and Susan love to be fucked after they’ve had their pussies eaten. I’ve watched mom eat Susan’s pussy, continuously, through multiple orgasms, before they begin to include me in the action. Knowing how mom feels about women, I bet she loved stripping in the dressing room with Maggie.
“I’m surprised we didn’t get thrown out.” Mom says, and my mouth must have dropped open, because she quickly adds. “We were laughing and having such a great time making fun of some of the outfits.”
“Oh that one.” Maggie adds, laughing hysterically, her braless tits bouncing inside her halter-top. “You should have seen your mom, trying on this one top, trying to get it to cover everything. When she pulled it one way, she was uncovered over here.” She says, showing me on her own chest, by pulling her halter-top slightly to one side. “When she pulled it the other way… well.” Having drawn my eyes to her tits, Maggie’s eyes drop to the bulge forming in my shorts.