Friday evening, I was invited to Brenda’s home for dinner at 6 pm. I dressed nicely – An ironed gray short-sleeved shirt, clean, long, blue pants, and shoes I had just shined. On my way, I bought a dozen red and white roses and a box of Leonidas truffles.
I knocked on the door 5 minutes early. Brenda opened the door. She wore a pretty midi-style, beige dress with an exaggerated cleavage. Was it to remind me where my hand found refuge during the movie, or was it to entice me to ogle her tits during dinner?… I smiled, complimented her, and handed her the box of chocolates.
She hugged and kissed me passionately.
When she disengaged, I asked her where her mother was. She winked at me, “She is dressing up. She likes you and wants to make a good impression.”
“Brenda, the only way she’ll impress me is if she agrees to join us when we go out.”
She laughed, “Tell her that. She didn’t listen to me. Let’s see if you can convince her.”
Elena made an entrance at that moment. My jaw must have fallen to the floor because she chuckled, “Hunter, make sure your jaw is OK; otherwise, the dinner I prepared will be for nothing.” Her attire included a short white dress that highlighted her dark, shiny, long hair. Her 2″ heel white shoes fitted nicely. It wasn’t just the stunning clothes but her perfect figure that caught my eye.
I held myself from whistling admiringly. Right then, I knew that I was in love. For all they knew, I was dating Brenda. However, my mind was set on her gorgeous Mom, thinking of a way to her heart.
I showed her the flowers. When she tried to grab the bouquet, I took her hand and kissed it, “Lady, you look amazing tonight. But you’ll get these flowers only if you agree to join Brenda and me next time we go out.”
Her face brightened, “Hunter, you are a true gentleman. Look, I’d like to go out occasionally, but it would be too ridiculous to join you. Others will think I chaperone you two.”
I joked, “If anyone says anything, I’ll tell them I date you, and Brenda chaperones us…”
“You are funny. Hunter, I am serious.”
“Are you saying the three of us can never have a good time outdoors? OK then, when can I come here and take only you to a place of your choice?”
Elena’s special smile appeared, and I almost melted. “Children, let’s eat and continue the discussion over dinner. By the way, Brenda didn’t tell me what you like to eat, so I hoped I didn’t screw up. You are not a vegetarian or allergic to certain foods, are you?”
I giggled, “Not at all, and I can eat anything. However, I am sensitive to certain smiles.”
Brenda was not present when I talked to Elena about her smile, and she just laughed. Elena stared at me sternly, and then her special smile decorated her pretty face again.
The meal consisted of a salad with various greens, nuts, and slices of mandarin oranges, followed by veal marsala and a dessert of spumoni ice cream. It was delicious! When I was done, I glanced at Elena, “The food was excellent. Will you marry me?”
Both girls started laughing hysterically. I joined them, but deep down, I felt I was becoming obsessed with Elena. Then Brenda went to the bathroom.
I kissed Elena’s cheek, saying that’s the way I always thanked the one who cooked for me. She grinned, “Be careful, young man, I’ll get used to this.”
I stared at her face and said in a low tone, “I hope you will.”
Her eyes met mine. She blushed but remained quiet.
Brenda came out and said, “Hunter, let Mom clean the table, and we’ll go to my room.”
I followed her. Her room was decorated with many pictures of Maroon 5 and Adam Levine. On the wall, I saw several pictures of me that were taken without my knowledge during our ceremony. I smiled, “These pictures are not flattering.”
“They were taken from a long distance, but if it bothers you to see these, we can have a photo session, and I’ll have better ones.”
I laughed, “I don’t really care; it was just an observation. So what do you wish to do now?”
“We can watch TV or neck if you want.”
“Your mother is just behind the door. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“You can choose a program you like. If I also like it, I’ll watch it with you. If not, you focus on the screen, and I’ll suck you.”
I looked at her, “Are you doing it for me, or you like oral sex?”
She smiled, “Both…”
“And what will happen if your mother opens the door and offers snacks or drinks?”
“She wouldn’t do it without knocking on the door first. She did it several months ago and caught me blowing Eric. She was so embarrassed; she’d never repeat that mistake.”
“How many guys did you BJ before me?”
“You are the 3rd, but I like you more than the other 2.”
“You like ME or my cum?”
She blushed, “Both.”
I checked the remote guide. I didn’t find any movie I liked, so I told her to select whatever she wanted to see. She refused, “You are my guest. I want YOU to enjoy the evening.”
I said, “There is a good basketball game, but I want you to like my choice too.”
“We can see it together. If I become bored, I’ll entertain myself with your buddy.”
We watched for half an hour before she stood up, unzipped her dress, lowered it to her waist, unclasped her bra, and exposed a nice set of tits.
I grinned at her and blurted, “Brenda, they are amazingly sexy.”
“I am happy you like. Now I can lay sideway, with your cock as my pacifier, and you can play with my girls. I noticed in the movie you liked kneading them.”
I enjoyed 2 things at the same time: An interesting game and being sucked thoroughly to a happy ending. After my climax, Brenda leaned her head on my lap, left my spent dick in her mouth, and used it as a pacifier, milking it mildly. My hand continued tweaking her beautiful tits until the game was over.
Then, I moved. She sat up and said, “I liked your visit very much. We should do it again.”
I caressed her cheek, “You are a very nice girl. Let’s get out of the room. I have to talk to your mother.”
As we left the room, we saw Elena holding a nighty on her way to the bathroom.
I said, “Elena, I didn’t forget about our plan to go out the 3 of us somewhere.”
She pleaded, “Hunter, I told you I hate being a 3rd wheel.”
“In that case, when we walk, my hands will be around both shoulders – yours and Brenda’s.”
She chortled, “You are very insistent. OK, tomorrow we can go to the nearby park. It’s supposed to be nice outside, and I haven’t strolled there for many years.”
“Good deal. We can have a picnic there or have lunch at the Italian restaurant a block away.”
Elena grinned, “I’ll make sandwiches, put fruits, and a bottle of wine.”
“Girls, I’ll see you tomorrow at 9:30 am. I kissed their cheeks and said, “Brenda, thanks for everything, and Elena, your food was very tasty. See you gals in the morning.”
…
The stroll in the park was very pleasant. Both girls were in a great mood. We joked and chatted freely, and I realized how much they loved each other. They accepted me as almost a family member. It was refreshing – After a year of intense studying to feel free to enjoy, laugh, and hug without thinking about tomorrow. We found an empty table and ate the sandwiches Elena made. One had hard salami with pickles, the second had Swiss cheese and olives, and the third with hummus and roasted pine nuts. They let me choose first, and I took hummus. The Chardonnay was a great addition. I loved watching the girls glide happily.
We returned to their house tired. As I was about to leave, Elena said, “Hunter, thank you for inviting me out. I would have never done this if you didn’t ‘force’ me to do it.”
I kissed her cheek and blurted, “Lady, be warned that unless I am disinvited back, I’ll continue forcing you to go out.”
I saw them giggling as I left the house.
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On Monday afternoon, I got a call from Elena. She was distraught, “Hunter, are you busy now?”
“Not at all. What’s going on?”
“Earlier, Brenda needed to pick the ladder from the basement to reach the ceiling in our living room. All of a sudden, the light went off, and she fell 15 stairs down. She started crying and couldn’t move. I went to check on her with a flashlight. I am no doctor, but it was obviously a complicated fracture. I called an ambulance that took her to the hospital. They completed a set of X-rays that showed multiple fractures in her right hip and calf. She was taken to surgery to fix the fractures with metal pins, and later, she’ll be admitted to the orthopedic department. I just came home to bring things for her and thought you’d want to know and perhaps be there.”
“Elena, of course I will. Do you want me to pick you up?”
“No, because we may want to leave at different times. I’ll see you there.”
Fifteen minutes later, I sat in the visitors’ waiting room. Elena arrived 10 minutes later. She had on casual clothes, and her worried face was free of cosmetics. Still, she looked extremely attractive. I felt ashamed for ogling Elena when her daughter was having surgery but as happened before – Whenever Elena was around, I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.
“Elena, we don’t know how long the surgery will take. Do you want hot coffee or anything else to eat?”
“If you can find a coffee machine, that will be great. No milk or cream, but a packet of sugar or Splenda will be better.”
I returned with her coffee 10 minutes later. She smiled, thanked me, and said a doctor exited the operating room and said that Brenda would be out in half an hour. However, she’ll be under anesthesia, and we better let her sleep the night and visit her tomorrow.
“Was the operation successful?”
“It lasted about 3 hours. They put 3 pins in her leg and have to keep her in a special bed with her leg tilted up. According to the physician, she’ll have to stay like that for at least 2-3 weeks in the department.”
“Sorry to hear it. Tomorrow, can we visit her together?”