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.
