“How about a threesome with me and my mom?” I ask, remembering that I haven’t asked her about the dressing room incident.
“That might be interesting.” She says, slowly. “Although I think my first time with a woman should be just the two of us.” She answers, more confidently.
“Does my mom interest you in that way?” I ask, imagining her pumping her strap-on into my mom’s hot pussy.
“More than any woman I’ve met, your mom exudes a sexual energy that I think would be contagious in a situation like that.” She says. “But I could never initiate that.” Interesting. Mom would, of course, have no trouble at all initiating sex with a woman.
I decide to stop the transmitter session, and discuss what I’ve learned with Maggie, before I give her any post transmission suggestions. My exploration of her body has gotten my cock rock hard, and I’d like nothing better than to give her an explosive orgasm, but I think she needs to know about the suggestion that Uncle Harry gave her about Frank first. I turn off the transmitter.
“Did you do it?” She asks, looking at her watch. “Oh, wow! You did.” She says, surprised by how much time has passed. Jumping off the bed, she grabs the video camera and, still completely naked, heads into the living room. “Let’s watch it!” She calls back over her shoulder.
“Let’s talk first, Maggie.” I say, watching her hook the camera to the TV, as I enter the living room.
“Why?” She asks, turning to me. “What’s wrong?” She asks, panic creeping into her voice. “I knew about Nicole, didn’t I? We did stuff together, didn’t we? Oh God! What kind of perverted mother am I?” She cries, burying her head in her hands, leaving wires dangling from the video camera.
“No! Maggie! Look at me!” I say, pulling her hands away from her face and lifting her chin. “Nothing like that!” I tell her. “I’m sorry if I scared you. I just want to talk about some of the questions I asked you while you were under.”
“Really?” she asks sheepishly. “I guess I feel a little more guilt from my relationship with Harry than I thought.” She says, trying to smile as she wipes away the tears. “Look at me! Standing here, bare ass naked in my living room with my daughter’s ex-boyfriend…” She runs out of steam, before continuing and I enfold her in a comforting embrace.
“Maggie.” I say, kissing the top of her head. “You’re a wonderful mother, who held her family together, while surviving an abusive relationship. You have every right to satisfy your sexual urges and I think after you see the tape, you’ll realize how little of it you could control.”
“Okay.” She says, as she resumes connecting video cables. “I thought I’d wake up to raw sex and an explosive orgasm.” She says, sniffling. “You promised!” She says and I can’t tell if she’s seriously accusing me or just trying to shift gears.
“I’ll keep my promise.” I say, sincerely. “But I think there are a couple of things you need to know first. You might change your mind.”
“I doubt it.” She says, emphatically. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for it.”
“Maggie, on the video, you’ll also see me checking out your naked body. I hope you’re not offended. I forgot you were videoing us.” I add, just before she starts the video.
“Hopefully, I’ll be flattered.” She says, hitting the play button and sitting down on the couch, staring intently at the TV. I sit beside and we watch the three-minute video in silence. When it’s over, I wait for her to speak first.
“Did you see everything you wanted to?” She asks, smiling at my hard cock. Watching myself explore her body was even more erotic than doing it the first time.
“Pretty much.” I say. “I love your body.” I assure her. “Your tits are amazing, I love your thick nipples and I’ve never seen so much pubic hair.” I tell her.
“Yeah, I’m not sure if I should trim it.” She says, looking down at her unruly, black curls. “Harry liked it like this.” She says, quietly. “Maybe that’s reason enough to cut it. Is your mom’s trimmed?” She asks.
“It was trimmed into a neat triangle.” I answer, knowing that we’re purposely avoiding the main content of the video. “But my sister waxes it for her now and it’s completely hairless.”
“Really?” She says, sitting up. “Now, I really do want to see it.” She says. “You were concerned about how Harry set me up to have pleasure only with him, weren’t you?” She asks.
“Yeah.” I answer. “I thought you’d want to know that and why sex with Frank was so unsatisfying before we took this any farther.” I tell her.
“You’re a good kid, Nick!” She says, wrapping her hand around my still rigid cock. “Maybe too good for me, because I still want you to give me a thunderous and explosive fuck!” She says, absently stroking her hand up and down my cock.