"You're so bad!" Kristina said giggling. She knew her friend enjoyed teasing her son.
Emmanuelle and Kristina had set up a pretty regular yoga day, Saturday at noon, for them to get together and do a workout. Of course, part of it truly was working out, but... part of it was the joy to tease Vince. Emmanuelle told Kristina months ago that Vince was watching her... watching them. And it gave Kristina the same thrill that it gave Emmanuelle that he was.
Kristina didn't know, however, was how close Emmanuelle and Vince had come over the past two days.
"You have no idea," Emmanuelle said, excitedly. She wished she could tell her friend just how bad she'd been the last few days, how he ate her pussy so wonderfully... how she jerked him off, feeling that big monster spraying its load into her mouth. But she wasn't sure how Kristina would react. She needed a different approach. "I think today will be a little... different... kind of workout. Just for him," she giggled.
"Yeah? What did you do Emmanuelle?" Kristina asked. "What's going on in that deviant little mind of yours? Did you fuck him?"
Emmanuelle just smiled at her, withholding her secret. "Ok, let's do the other leg." Kristina was on her back while Emmanuelle lifted her leg to stretch it. Emmanuelle helped lower Kristina's leg to the ground and repeated the position with her other leg. "Now, don't forget to relax. Don't forget to breathe. No, I haven't fucked him... but, since he's watching, I think it's time we had some real fun... if you're up for it." Emmanuelle once again ran her hand down the back of her friend's leg, until is almost touched her pussy.
Vince had never seen them act so sexual before. Seeing them in the postures, wearing little to nothing was awesome enough. But to have his mom touching Katrina like this... like she was intentionally teasing her, was almost too much.
"Is Daniel still on his trip?" Kristina whispered excitedly.
"Mmhmm... until tomorrow night. You know, I love relieving my stress with yoga, but I know something that's even better," Emmanuelle said. "Ok, let's have you roll over and go on your knees. Perfect. I want you to arch back, like you were before, butt on your heels." Kristina moved into position, her butt back on her heels, her face nearly touching the ground. "Great." Emmanuelle slid her hands over her friends lower back, ass, and thighs, caressing her muscles. "Just tell me if I'm pushing too hard."
"You're fine. I guess I'm up for some fun," Kristina smiled, although was a little concerned about what Emmanuelle had in mind. They were both married and this was Emmanuelle's son they were talking about.
Vince watched as Emmanuelle admired her friend's butt in her tight shorts and smiled deviously as she licked her lips. He could tell she desired more than just yoga from her friend.
"Mmm... perfect," Emmanuelle said as her hands slid over her ass and thighs. "Ok, roll forward... and pull your front up again." Kristina moved into the cobra position, laying on the floor with her upper body arched into the air. "Take big deep breaths." Emmanuelle ran her hand underneath Kristina, gliding over her abs to just below her breasts, and then moving to her upper chest, teasingly.
After a minute, she encouraged Kristina to sit up again. "Go ahead and sit on your butt. I'm going to help you stretch forward." Emmanuelle moved behind her friend and started pushing her down towards her feet. "Tell me when you feel a stretch."
"That's good," Kristina said. "I can really feel it in my legs."
"Perfect." Emmanuelle leaned forward more, pushing on her back but also moving closer to her friend's ear. "Have you ever been with a woman before?" she asked. Vince could swear he saw Kristina shiver at the question.
"A... woman? No." Kristina's voice was shaky, uncertain.
This was almost too much for Vince. He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and started the camera app to film the two. He was shaking so much in his excitement that it was hard to hold it still.
"Have you ever wanted to be with a girl?" Emmanuelle asked, her voice low and seductive.
"Well... I mean... I guess I've thought about it," Kristina said nervously. "Have you ever been with a girl?"
"A few," Emmanuelle admitted. She stroked Kristina's upper arm with her fingertips, making her friend quiver. "You know, sometimes women are just better than men in certain things. You know what I mean?"
"I guess... I mean I can... I can imagine." Kristina seemed flustered and excited. Almost too excited to talk.
"You know... I could be your first," Emmanuelle said.
"What?" Kristina asked, sitting up from her stretched position.
"I won't tell... I think we should give it a try," Emmanuelle said, kissing her friend's shoulder. "It'll be our little secret." Seeing the desire in Kristina's eyes, she put her finger under her chin and turned Kristina's face towards her. Then leaned in and kissed her. Slowly the kiss became more passionate and Emmanuelle pulled her brastrap down off her shoulder, exposing one of her breasts.
"Don't be nervous," Emmanuelle whispered as she leaned lower and licked her nipple, sucking it into her mouth.
Vince felt his cock jolt as he watched his own mom lick and suck on her friend's breast. It hit him so suddenly, his hands shook and he accidentally dropped his phone. Loud noises rang through the room as the metal and glass object hit each wooden stair until it reached the carpeted bottom.
"Vince!" Emmanuelle yelled, suddenly rising up. Both women were looking at him.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," he said, blushing in embarrassment.
"We know what you were doing," Emmanuelle said.
"I... I don't know what you mean."
"Were you filming us?" she asked, looking at his phone on the floor.
"What? No!"
"You're not lying to mommy are you?"
"No... wh... why would I do that?"
Emmanuelle rose to her feet and walked towards the stairs. "We're not stupid, Vince," she said. "We know you've been watching us for a while now... probably jacking off to us. I'll take this," she said, picking up his phone.
"I'm... I'm sorry," Vince said, scared. "I didn't mean it. I just saw an opportunity..."
"You didn't mean it?" Emmanuelle said sarcastically. "Oh, an opportunity... to...?"
"Well... I..."
"Come down here. Kristina needs help unfastening her bra," Emmanuelle ordered.
"Yeah... um... sure." Vince walked down the stairs into the basement and walked past his mom. She followed him as the two closed in on Kristina, Vince moving behind her, Emmanuelle in front of her.
Vince grabbed her bra strap, moving to unfasten it, concentrating on how it was hooked together.
"Ah... that feels... that feels nice," Kristina moaned.
