Courtney had been the babysitter for our whole neighborhood from the time she was 15. She was dependable and every kid she knew loved her. She was a skinny, redhead with green eyes and a shy personality. We had no children of our own, but every kid knew where to find our garage freezer. We kept it stocked with ice cream bars for them to take whenever they wanted. Courtney included.
After living in the area for years, my wife, Jan, and I decided to downsize and we moved to a smaller home across town. We tried to stay in touch with friends, but as time moved on we started losing touch with people. I should mention I'm a retired Hispanic male. For my age, 61, I believe I'm in good shape and I enjoy female company.
One day we received an invitation in the mail to a college graduation party from Angie, Courtney's mother. I couldn't believe it, I still pictured a skinny redhead watching the neighborhood kids. When we looked at the date, my wife said that she had planned a weekend getaway with some girlfriends. But, she encouraged me to go. I rsvp'd and looked forward to seeing old friends.
On the day of the party my wife had already left for the weekend. I lounged around the house until it was time to head to the BBQ/party for Courtney. When I arrived I was greeted by friends that I had semi lost touch with and caught up on news from everyone.
Suddenly I caught sight of a gorgeous redhead talking to a group of young people. She was dressed in a emerald green body suit that looked like it had been spray painted onto her incredible body. She turned and smiled, she broke away from her friends, approached me and gave me tight hug. Without encouragement my cock immediately started swelling in my pants and pressed into this red headed goddess.
She broke the hug and said, "Hi Mr. James."
I suddenly realized that this was who the party was for. "Courtney?" was all I could manage to say.
"Yep, it's me. How have you been? Where's your wife?"
"I've been good. Jan had a weekend planned with some girlfriends and couldn't make it. Congratulations, I can't believe you're done with college." I handed her the gift I had brought with me. "It's not much, but I hope you like it."
"Me neither, but I'm glad it's over." We chatted for a few minutes, then she hugged me again and whispered in my ear, "Thank you for the gift, you really didn't need to get anything." Then she said, "I felt you getting hard. And I liked it... do you still have your old cell number?"
As my dick grew hard against her hug, I looked around to see if we were making anyone notice. Luckily everyone was eating, drinking or talking to someone occupying their time and no one seemed to notice our little encounter.
"Yes, it's the same one."
"Great," she told me. "Are you free later?"
"Absolutely, but don't you have plans with your friends?"
She gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "I have plans for you...I want you to lick me." Then she walked over to greet other guests.
I self consciously looked again to see if we had put on an exhibition for anyone, but everyone was self absorbed in what they were doing. I quickly walked to the bathroom and after rearranging my stiff dick, went out and tried to enjoy the rest of the party.
For the rest of the time I was there, whenever I caught Courtney's eye, she'd wink and smile at me. Once she licked her lips, and turned away. Towards the time I was getting ready to leave and saying goodbyes, she approached me and thanked me for coming. "It's been really good to see you. I'll call you after this party breaks up. We need to catch up."
I finished saying goodbyes and approached Angie, Courtney's mom, a beauty in her own right. She had been so busy entertaining we hadn't gotten a chance to talk. She was a single mom that had raised her daughter on her own, so I told her, "Congratulations. You did a great job with Courtney. You should be proud."
She thanked me for the compliment and gave me a hug. Her hug seemed to linger a bit and, again, my still hard dick, with a mind of its own, got harder and pressed into her.
Angie looked down, smiled and said, "Thanks for coming, Courtney always liked you and you were always so nice. We need to stay in touch, you should call me." She gave me a light kiss, squeezed my hand and walked me to the door. I started to leave when she called me back.
"Did you forget something?" I asked.
"Just this." Then she pressed a slip of paper into my hand. After I walked to my car and looked at the paper in my hand, I discovered it was Angie's cell number.
I could hardly believe a daughter AND mother had come on to me on the same night!
I drove away and tried to figure out what had just happened. While I lived in the neighborhood, I had been friendly with Angie, and even though she was sexy and attractive, I don't think I came onto her beyond a little flirting. And, like I said, Courtney had been a skinny kid.
I got home just before it got dark. I thought about my wife. We didn't exactly have an open marriage, but what we did with our "away" time we generally kept to ourselves. I knew that on several occasions when she was 'with the girls,' she had actually been getting her brains fucked out. It had spiced up our sex life and gave me a hall pass that I had used sparingly. But when I did use it, no questions ever came from Jan. We were sure that if people knew our situation they would be critical, but it worked for us.
The phone rang and mistakenly thought it would be Courtney. It was Jan.
"How was the party? How's Courtney and Angie?"
"They're fine. Everyone said to tell you 'hi.' Can't believe she grew up."
"You never knew Angie was hot for you, did you?"
"Really? I kinda wish I had known. I might have checked in after we moved."
Then Jan said something I had never heard from her before, "You should fuck her. You both might like it."
"When are you coming home?"
"That depends, when do you want me home?"
It was Saturday night. "Plan on Tuesday, does that work for you?"
Jan thought for a minute. "I'll be alone Sunday night till Tuesday, so call if I can come home sooner. Love you. Oh, and change the sheets."
"I love you too, be careful."
