Cara stared at her, then back at me, tears running down her face. She sniffled. “I’m actually pretty conservative,” she said. She looked down at herself. “Although you wouldn’t know it by looking at me right now.” She sat down, which once again put her at eye level with my hard cock. She stared at it.
“I’m now in the mood for something stronger than iced tea,” I said. “The pool bar is open. Would you ladies like some champagne?”
“Johnny, could you make us mojitos?” Mary Beth said.
“Coming right up, ma’am.” I walked to the garden and grabbed a bunch of mint, then went to the kitchen. I put the mint into a pitcher and muddled it with fresh lime, then added sugar and more lime and muddled it again. I put in a lot of ice and a lot of white rum and some club soda and stirred gently, sampled it, added a little more sugar, then carried the pitcher and three glasses out to the pool. Somewhere during the process, my cock had retreated to semi-erect.
“Mojitos, ladies, as requested,” I said with a flourish.
“Goody!” said Mary Beth as I poured.
“I don’t usually drink this early, or at all for that matter,” Cara said. “But I’m Irish and I’m naked, so what the hell.” I poured her a glass and she took a sip and her eyes opened wide, and she took a larger sip. “This is delicious,” she said. She lay back on the lounger and looked at the pool and took another sip. “I could get used to this,” she said.
“That’s the plan,” I said. I poured myself a mojito and sat down.
She looked at me. “I could get used to the nude cabana boy service, too.” She closed her eyes and wriggled a little. “It feels good to be naked in the sun,” she said. “I’ve never done this. I can’t quite believe I’m doing it now.”
“I’ve done it all my life,” I said. “It never gets old.” I looked at her pale body. “You’re gonna need some sunscreen pretty soon, though.”
I reached over to hold Mary Beth’s hand and the three of us lay there, sipping our drinks and watching the little waterfall pour into the pool.
“I don’t want to impose,” Cara said.
“If I knew you better I’d say ‘Shut up,'” I said. “But since we’ve just met I’ll say that you’re family, and you’re welcome to stay as long as you want.” I sighed. “But there are things you need to know.”
“What things?”
“Well… what has Mary Beth told you?”
“That you were a cop,” she said. “A detective, a good one. That she loves you, and that you’re good to her and loyal to her.”
I cringed a little at that, knowing that a discussion about Dawn and Jay was coming.
“And that somehow, you both came into a lot of money.”
“Yes, some of which we’re going to give to you,” I said.
“No. I’ve already told Mary Beth that I’m not going to take her money. I’m not going to take yours, either.”
“You kind of can’t stop me,” I said. “Like you said, I’m a detective. It won’t take much effort to detect your routing number and account number and deposit a bunch of money into it.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” she said.
“You obviously don’t know me,” I said. “I dare a lot of things.” I sipped my drink. “Besides, and you have to believe me here, I can give you enough money for you to live on for the rest of your life and it won’t even sting me, not even a little bit. I’m still amazed that that’s true, but it is.”
She stared at me.
“You’re family,” I said. “And you’re down on your luck. Even if you were okay, I’d have eventually gotten around to making sure that you were well taken care of. That’s what family is supposed to be.”
She didn’t say anything.
“And you can stay here with us for as long as you want, or as long as you can put up with me,” I said.
“What do you mean, put up with you?”
I sighed and looked at Mary Beth. “How much does she know?” I said.
“Not much. Just that we’re together.”
I sighed again and then told Cara about how Mary Beth and I had met and had gotten to know each other. About how Dawn had come to live with me. About the morning that Mary Beth and I first had sex.
“Wait, I’m confused,” Cara said. “Mary Beth was having sex with your niece?”
“That’s right.”
“And you were there?”
“Yes.”
I watched her make the connection. “You had sex with your niece.”
“Have,” I said. “I have sex with my niece. We’re in love. And she lives here.”
“Jesus Christ,” she said. She looked at Mary Beth. “I thought he was in love with you, child.”
“I am,” I said. “Hopelessly.”
Cara looked back at me. “This isn’t how it’s done,” she said. “This isn’t how it works.”
“It works fine for us, Mom,” Mary Beth said. “Remember, I’m a lesbian. I love Johnny and I love fucking him but aside from him I’m only attracted to women. And Dawn drives me crazy.”
Cara was silent for a while. Then: “This is going to take some getting used to,” she said.
A very naked Jay walked through the patio door and stopped, looking at Cara.
“There’s actually more you need to know,” Mary Beth said.
—–
A couple of hours after that, Cara was a little drunk and having a fine old time. I’d rubbed suntan lotion on her back and, at Mary Beth’s urging, on her legs and her fine ass. Now she’d flipped over again and enough time had gone by for me to grab the bottle of lotion and hand it to Cara. She handed it right back.
“Do me, cabana boy,” she said. Her voice slurred just a little.
I looked at Mary Beth and she just shrugged. So I shrugged back and opened the bottle and started on Cara’s legs. I didn’t try to be careful so when I did the insides of her thighs my hands moved right up against her pussy and she gasped. I poured more lotion onto my hands and worked it into Cara’s hips and mound, and she closed her eyes and moaned. Then onwards to her tummy, then all over her big breasts. Cara’s eyes flew open when I gave her nipples a tweak before moving on to her shoulders and arms. By this time my cock was raging. She looked at it, then at Mary Beth.
“I’ve come a long way in a short time,” she said. “This morning I would have said that I’d never even get naked in front of a strange man.”
“Johnny isn’t actually all that strange,” Jay said.
“You know what I mean. Now I’m not just naked, the strange man has his hands all over me and I’m horny as hell.”
“Do you want Johnny to make you cum, Mom?”
Cara looked at her and was silent for a long time.
“Actually…”
“What, Mom?”
Cara took a big swig of mojito and put down the glass. “God help me, I’m naked and drunk and horny and I’m in an incest zone. I…”
“Just say it, Mom.”
“I want you to make me cum, if you’re willing to.”
Mary Beth sat back in her chair. Her mouth formed a surprised “O”.
“I want to know what your lesbian sex feels like. Can you do that, even though I’m your mom?”
“I will if you can’t,” Jay said.
Mary Beth thought a moment, then stood up and bent down and kissed her mother, a soft, passionate kiss. “My pleasure, Mom,” she said, and caressed her mother’s breast and took a nipple into her mouth. Then turned away and spat. “Eeww,” she said. “Suntan lotion.”