CHAPTER THREE
The following morning I felt smug and content and ready for Linda's aesthetic elegance in her nightwear. She didn't let me down.
'Good morning, Robbie, I hope you slept well?' Linda's self-righteous smile conveyed the fact she'd heard our boisterous love-making. She spotted the laundry I was carrying and told me put it in the basket while she prepared my breakfast.
'Thank you, Linda. I really don't know how to thank you for your kindness.'
'You don't have to thank me, Robbie, your presence here is thanks enough.'
Linda reached up for a saucepan from the cupboard, her figure straining against the sensual, dusky pink ensemble she'd chosen to wear this morning. As a result of her stretching, the tie around her waist flipped apart allowing the partial exposure of her breasts. Linda stopped what she was doing and turned to face me her wrap open, her superb, mature bosom on display and her forceful nipples pushing at the delicate pink material. Linda's hand flew to her mouth.
'Whoops!' She said the voluptuous vision taunting me. 'These satin belts always come undone.' I stared back unashamedly, sensing a tingle in my groin. 'Would you like one egg or two this morning?' Linda asked not moving her position.
My eyes, still fixed to her bosom grew wider, hypnotised by the beauteous display of flesh that Linda so clearly wanted me to see. It seemed we were both waiting for the other to advance the situation - you know what I mean, that make or break instant. But I was found wanting and waited too long, and the moment disappeared.
'Boiled or poached?' Linda wanted to know. I said poached would be great and left the kitchen with an erection that was plainly obvious.
I located the linen basket in the utility room and lifted the lid to throw my stuff in. But a scintillating flash of colour made me hesitate. On closer inspection I saw a neat arrangement of shimmering, purple lingerie on top of other washing, I say arrangement for that's what it was, a presentation designed to catch my eye, not thrown in haphazardly. I found myself lifting up the panties and spontaneously rubbing them against my cheek. Their erotic touch was electric and I couldn't resist putting my nose to them and inhaling; they smelt new. I replaced them and touched the bra, holding both hands over the cups to imagine Linda's tits filling them.
'Eggs are ready.' I heard Linda shout from the kitchen. I hastily tidied up the lingerie feeling slightly embarrassed by my behaviour, but not ashamed of it. My erection and sense of lust wasn't helped when I spotted Linda's wrap still hanging open and her wonderful, matronly breasts still on show for my appreciation. I was on the verge of commenting, when Shona came through the door. Linda turned away to tie her wrap.
'Well, I'm off to take a leisurely shower.' Linda said winking an eye at me as she brushed past her cosmetic trail aggravating my lust. 'Don't forget to take your lunchbox, Robbie.' Shona and I watched her disappear through the door.
'Robbie, my mum has got the hots for you.' Shona said after her mother had closed the door. 'She doesn't normally wear such glamorous night-things; this has only started since you moved in.' Shona grinned mischievously as she straddled my lap and began kissing me, wriggling her rear on my hard dick making it lodge between her arse cheeks. 'Christ, Robbie, I reckon you fancy her too judging by the size of this beast! Is this the result of seeing my mum in her nighty?' I thought better about owning up to the truth, that I did fancy screwing her mother, but thought better of it.
'No, my darling, this monster is caused by thinking about you and last night, and possibly having another quickie this morning.' I answered lifting her tee-shirt over her breasts. After Linda's provocation I was ready for sex of any description and if Shona didn't come across, then it would be a quick hand-job in the bathroom for me. I took one of her nipples between my teeth and gently sucked on it hoping it would pave the way for something more implicit, which it did.
'Fuck Robbie, you doing that makes me so horny and in need of your cock?' She shuffled my erection deeper between her cheeks. 'That feels good are you always this randy in the morning?' Shona took my hand and put it between her thighs. 'This is how you make me feel when I wake up now. Horny with the need to cum. Come on you bastard, tease my clit and fuck me with your fingers, because your cock isn't going in there until you have brought me to an orgasm!'
I reflected on Shona's startling and unabashed use of obscenities; it was highly arousing. Now, If she'd only she'd start wearing erotic lingerie as well, I thought. 'OK, but upstairs in my room where it's more conducive.' I replied.
'Suits me, but hurry up, I've been lying awake for ages thinking about us. To tell the truth, I've tried to make myself cum but without success.'
'Shona, leave it to me, I'll have you squirting in no time. Let's go.'
My bedroom was the furthest from Linda's and so made it much more difficult to judge her mother's movements, or the sound of her shower. But at that moment it didn't bother me one iota, I couldn't care less if Linda did walk in and catch us at it because I fancied sharing my cock with both mother and daughter, what male wouldn't!
There was a few seconds of deliberation regarding Shona's positioning on the bed for her proposed orgasmic relief and we came to a pragmatic arrangement whereby I stood and Shona lay on the edge with her feet raised and knees apart. I know that must sound dispassionate and clinical, but that's how Shona wanted it because it meant I could use both hands on her.
Shona was in no mood for further endearment. This was purely a physical exercise in attaining her first orgasm and she made it perfectly clear that it was my responsibility to make her achieve one! 'Just make me cum!' was how she phrased it.
'Come on, Robbie, find my spot, I am aching to feel you inside.' She pulled my fingers to her pussy. 'I know you'll do it for me, quickly now.' Shona hunted my two middle fingers as I eased them between her moist lips and along the roof of her vagina until they made contact with that very special protrusion of femininity, the G-spot. She sighed. 'That's it, you've found me, now make me cum!'
I began softly at first, stroking the nub of flesh back and forth and then circling it; there was no doubt I'd hit gold. Then my other fingers drew out her clitoris and I teased that at the same time; this twin undertaking thrilling Shona beyond belief. She became possessed, groaning with pleasure and excitement, quietly at first but becoming so loud I had to put my hand over her mouth to silence her as she writhed and bucked her hips at me.
Shona's anguish intensified as I speeded the rhythm of my fingers inside her vagina. I judged she must be very close to finishing because her pussy was so wet and engorged it became difficult to concentrate on her magic spot, something she picked up on and resolved by gripping my arm and aligning herself with my fingertips, while my other hand continued to stifle her rapturous moaning.
Suddenly, I was aware of something at the corner of my eye, a flash of colour at the bedroom door. I took no notice thinking it was a trick of the light, but when I blinked and the distraction still persisted, I turned my head to investigate. The shimmer of pink that had caught my eye was not imagined, it was none other than Shona's mother in her dusky pink nightdress standing in the doorway watching me finger fuck her daughter, and apparently enjoying the spectacle because she had a hand inside her nighty caressing a breast and nipple.
My God, what was I supposed to do? Acknowledge her presence and squirm with embarrassment or carry on as if it was an everyday domestic happening for her to witness? If I stopped Shona would want to know why and now wasn't the moment for unnecessary repercussions. Unwittingly, Shona saved the day by pulling at my hand that was covering her mouth. I removed it in time to hear her squeal with delight as she climaxed, her body shaking with the exhilaration. She used every obscene expletive known, as her orgasm coursed through her trembling body. I sensed Shona's resultant juices stream profusely making rivulets that trickled between her arse cheeks to settle on the quilt, staining the Egyptian cotton darker: I felt so good about satisfying Shona, but had I been hallucinating about Linda's presence? I switched my gaze back to the doorway, but there was no Linda ... had she been a mirage? Fortunately, at that moment Shona diverted my attention by speaking.
'Fuck, that was fantastic, Robbie! I never dreamt that kind of feeling was possible! The intensity was completely overwhelming, my darling. I want more, lots more, every fucking day I want you to make me cum!' But I was still puzzling on Linda's presence during Shona's finger-fuck and all I could offer was a non-committal reply that didn't quite fit with Shona's post-orgasmic state. She concentrated her gaze on me. 'Didn't you enjoy doing it, Robbie?' She asked puzzled.
'I'm sorry love, of course I did, it was just as wonderful as you described, but I thought I heard your mother on the landing.' Instinctively Shona started to move her head toward the bedroom door. I deflected her attention in case Linda had reappeared. 'Fancy sucking this cock, sweetheart?' I asked her. 'Time is slipping away and I'm desperate to cum too.' I said offering her my hard dick.
'Of course, it's only fair after what you've done for me.' Shona swung her legs off the bed and sat up to face me while I ripped off my trackies. She grabbed my rock-hard shaft and drew me closer, her mouth travelling the length of my cock. Shona was eager to the point where her ministrations were painful, which in turn lowered my resistance and brought an orgasm perilously close. But Shona had the answer to my distress and in a loud voice demanded I fuck her.
'Good idea,' I said not bothering about replying quietly. 'Get on your knees we'll do it doggy style. Who knows, you might cum again.' I said teasingly.
I manoeuvered Shona and moved into position behind her, cock ready to penetrate her wet pussy. I looked over my shoulder to see if Linda was there ready to watch us fuck, but there was no one. Shona was impatient and told me to hurry up, so I slipped my knob roughly between her wet pussy lips and with slow but urgent thrusting, began fucking her. Shona groaned appreciatively after each lunge, assuring me my knob was working on her G-spot.
'Please, please make me cum again!' She begged.
