Forward
Apparently, there are more than a few out there that would like to see A Day Off continued, judging by the pubic comments. I actually had the same idea, when I threw in the "call me" from Becky in the initial story. I appreciate the kind remarks for one of my first ventures in the erotic writing world.
I hope this second installment generates as much interest and answers the obvious question posted by one public comment. I'm not sure about the overall acceptance of a "mother/daughter ménage a trios", but the idea fascinated me. Personally, I think there may be a great number of men out there that have fantasized about such an encounter. As for the ladies, I think it safe to say "turn about" is, often, fair play - father/son threesomes are certainly not unheard of, either.
Chapter 1: Renee's Confession
A week had passed since my encounter with Renee and daughter, Becky. I spent my off hours, from construction, going through the myriad of photos taken that day. Putting them on the computer, I went through them as a slide show, the first time, and smiled as each picture sent a new memory through my mind.
I kept running track of the very best ones and was surprised at how many of the pictures taken by Becky, that day, were quite good.
"The girl had a talent, or, at least, a knack for capturing a shot at just the right time." I thought to myself, finishing the last of the slide show.
It would be very hard to select the final shots out of all we took, but I knew I'd enjoy the labor involved. I saved all the pictures to my photo editing program and decided to relax in the hot tub before starting the task of final editing and deleting out those I felt weren't good enough.
The thought also occurred to me that both Renee and Becky wanted their own sets and I needed to get additional photo paper before going much farther. Making a mental note, I stripped down, grabbed a bottle of Merlot and a glass, and headed out for the tub.
I poured myself a half glass of Merlot, stepped into the tub, and just started to relax when I saw Renee, peak around her hedge, down by the access road and call out,
"Hi Mike, I could use a little company. How about you?"
"Hey neighbor! Sure, come over, I just got in, "pau hana" time, know what I mean?" I called back.
I watched as Renee, sauntered along the access road. She wore a light, multi-colored body wrap. Basically a one piece garment that wraps the body and simply trucks in or ties where ever you'd like it. Renee's breasts were accented very nicely and jiggled their way along as she walked up to the lanai, joining me.
"Like to hop in?" I asked, as she came to a halt, a smile on her face.
"Love to, but I don't have a suit." She responded back, giving me a pat on the arm and winking.
"Really, that's perfect, 'cause no suits are allowed in my tub, you know that from your last visit!" I said, grabbing her hand squeezing lightly, and raised to show her my manhood rolling and rocking with the air jetted bubbles.
Renee laughed and reached to undo her wrap, allowing her fabulous breasts to swing free and stepped into the tub, as I rose to help her. Still standing, I told her I'd be right back, we were missing a glass and stepped from the tub.
Renee reached out and gently grabbed my cock saying,
"Don't be too long, Ok? I really need to talk."
"Talk? That's new one!" I thought to myself, as I headed in for the extra glass, my cock already feeling the effects of Renee's fingers.
Returning, I poured Renee a half glass, handed it to her and slid back in the tub, sitting directly opposite of her.
"So my dear, what's up? You said you needed to talk and I guess I got a few questions myself." I said, just loud enough to be heard over the tub jets and taking a sip of wine.
Renee lifted her glass to her lips and just before taking a sip said,
"Well, it's about last week, the afternoon we spent together and all."
"Ya, and? I thought it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I mean you and Becky were an absolute trip Renee. Are you upset now, or what?" I asked, starting to get concerned.
"No, not exactly, but aren't you a bit curious about it all? I mean, there I am involving my daughter in erotic pictures, letting you fuck my ass and allowing her to take pictures of it, to boot!" Renee blurted out, quickly taking a big gulp of wine.
"Curious? Hell yes, I'm curious! I've thought about it all week. What up with your old man? Where's he at? I mean, do I have to look forward to an irate husband and father one of these days, if he finds out?
"Slow down, it's Ok really." Renee said, sliding over next to me, grasping my cock again, rubbing me absent mindedly and went on,
"My husband left me. Two days before we did the photo session I received a letter from him. He said he'd been seeing someone for months and told me he was staying with her. Whatever I wanted was mine and he'd sign divorce papers as soon as I had them ready."
"No shit! Just like that huh?" I said, giving Renee a shocked look and added, "No wonder you were so eager." Regretting it the minute it came from my mouth.
Renee jerked my cock hard, slapped me on the arm and said very forcefully,
"Hey, I was just horny and lonely is all! Don't think you can just swing this big dick of yours anytime and I'll come running!"
"But, what about Becky, what's her story? And the mother/daughter thing, it was outrageous and I loved it but -." I asked, pausing, even more curious.
"Oh, that's right, change the subject! But, I guess you noticed my husband's lack of mention, where Rebecca is concerned, in his fair well letter. Becky's not his daughter. She's mine from another marriage and they never got along." Renee said, sighing and taking another sip of wine, adding,
"I suppose I'm to blame, but I could never get things right between them, you know what I'm saying?"
"I guess, but that still doesn't explain Becky's wild side, does it?"
"Ok look, Rebecca grew up around sex. A lot of sex and I'm not saying it was right at all, but that's what life's hand dealt her. I was a porn star, back in my younger days. At least that's what I called myself. Bottom line we made very low budget movies, little or no plots and a lot of just plain fucking going on. Becky grew up in that environment and knows most of the people I worked with, perhaps a little too well." Renee came back.
"Does that answer your questions? You want to know more of the sordid details?"
"No, sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I was just curious about the people involved in one of the best days of my life."
I took a sip of wine and saw Renee's eyes tear up, as she inhaled a shuddering breath.
"Ok, so now you know. Can we still be friends?"
"Wow, here I sit, naked in a hot tub with an actual porn star, with a daughter who wants to emulate her. Oh and, did I mention, has asked me to fuck her ass, not just fuck her ass, but film it!" I said, rolling my head back and whistling long and low.
"What!" Renee cried out, grabbing my arm, in shock.
"Yup. I found her in my bed 2 days ago, naked. She refused to leave until I promised to set up a filming of her first ass fucking!" I said wincing, at Renee's vice-like grip on my arm.
"Christ, she wasn't kidding." Renee mumbled, and releasing my arm started to rise.
"Hey, Renee, what's going on - where you going?"
"Home dear- home. I think I'd better talk with my daughter." Renee said, her voice trailing off, as she stepped from the tub.
"Thanks for the wine and talk. You gonna be home tomorrow?" She added, drying off with my towel.
"Later on, most likely, I have an early shoot with a tourist."
"Good. I'll bring the drinks and you be ready, I just may need a shoulder to cry on and a dick to play with!" Renee replied and bent to give me a kiss, before walking off, mumbling to herself.
"Go figure?" I thought to myself and rose from the tub to ready myself for the mornings shoot.
Chapter II: Rebecca's Ideas
It was 9AM and I had gotten my equipment packed ready for the 10:30 appointment, when I heard a voice at my front door.
"Hello - anyone home?"
It was Becky and her voice sounded awful sugary, for that early in the morning.
"Come on in Beck, I'm just getting to ready to leave. What's up?" I called out to her.
Walking in, Becky peaked around the bathroom door and caught me sliding into my surf shorts, my cock still hanging out, and smiling wide said,
"Oooooo, it looks good just hanging there! Let me help!" As she moved towards me, hand out, reaching for my manhood.
I couldn't help but smile back and stood there as Becky grabbed my cock and bent to place a wet, sloppy, kiss on it. Finishing, she gently helped me stuff my dick into my shorts and announced,
"I'm here to help! I want to be your assistant today and, anyway, we have some things to discuss, OK?" She beamed at me.
She was dressed for the part, no doubt in my mind. Becky wore spandex shorts that accented every part of her lower torso. Her pubic mound was tight fitted by the material and a small crease formed where her lips came together and the material went through her crotch.
Above the shorts, her belly button showed and was accented by a pendant that looked like the pull tab of a zipper. Her mid riff was entirely bare and led your eyes to her large tits, barely covered by a tube top, that had "nipples here" written across it.
Flashing a large smile, she rotated to show me her ass. The spandex bottom hugged her tight and the seam fit very snuggly into her ass crack.
"So - how do I look? Think I'll pass as your assistant today?" She giggled, turning back around to face me.
Whistling, I nodded my head saying, "If I ever wanted an assistant, you'd be it! Guess I'll hire you for today and see how you do."
As we left, I reached out and squeezed Becky's ass. I had to, it was begging for a squeeze and judging by her reaction I think she would have been upset if I hadn't. Becky turned and kissed me, just before we went through the front door, saying,
