Early next morning, I sat at the breakfast table trying to work out a programme or time table to cover my extra sexual activities, plus my study, as well as my regular call on the cookie mums as part of my original job.
This job paid for by their husbands was proving a major test for my body...
I was now fucking three mums on a regular basis and having casual but semi regular sex with five more. My stamina was improving but it was becoming apparent that I was too greedy.
In addition a few promises to call for coffee, or drop in and have a chat, had to be kept ……..Mariko with the hard Asian body at the supermarket, Rachel with her job offer, the cheerleader trainer, Darlene Jackie and some of my favourite mums for the photo session. In addition there were some of those who after we had fucked asked for more.
Mum had my prick twitching as she made breakfast, Jackie and Darlene had obviously created a whole new mum complete with a wardrobe of exciting clothes.
This morning she wore a nightie that would create traffic jams if ever worn outside our door. It was so short that I spent most of breakfast admiring the cheeks of a very fine arse.
“My god mum that makeover has revealed some hidden sides of you I never knew,” I murmured aloud.
Mum turned from the fridge to catch me staring at her arse, she frowned saying nothing but her looks gave me the “stop that you dirty young bugger look.”
“You promised to visit Charlotte today.”
“Gee mum, I’m busy can’t I get out of it?”
“No you can’t. She’s one of my very best friends. If I’m not mistaken she would be one of the cities top business women. Charlotte has built up her own business, I think over one hundred women work for her. I told her all about you. I promised you would have lunch, so you have to go.”
Another promise made at the ball came back to haunt me Darlene rang. Five moms wanted to be in the photo shoot.
“Bloody hell,” I complained, “you and I were going to take porno shots of you for our own use. Not invite the mob.”
Darlene quickly turned the tables, “Well you opened your big mouth at the ball and quite a few want to have a photo afternoon.”
A few minutes after Darlene hung up, Jackie rang with an idea for the photo shoot, “remember those sexy calendars produced by some sports women and firemen, well what about a glamour mum’s calendar.”
“What will you call it Mums and Mammaries” I asked.
“Don’t be silly we can have fun and invite them all, think about it.”
The idea quickly developed. Harriet Moore a very pregnant mum had been a professional photographer for a top woman’s magazine .She rang to say she had the photographic equipment; she would be able to take the shots if I was willing to be her helper.
In the mean time mum rang Charlotte, who suggested we meet at the town’s top Chinese restaurant for lunch.
Charlotte took my breath away as she climbed the stairs to meet me. She was a striking redhead with sparkling blue green eyes.
I guessed she was about five foot eleven, more in her high heels.
Her outfit screamed money, especially the perfect cream silk skirt and jacket. The skirt was short but not to short, it was tight over her arse, and her stockings shimmered with a sparkle in their material. A low cut tight blouse under the top displayed a very small, but far from disappointing set of tits.
Lunch was Yum Cha. Charlotte had booked a private room.
Charlotte was direct and in control, you could tell from the way she questioned me, ordered food, and took charge, why she was one of the cities top business women
“Have you had yum cha before she asked?”
I had to admit I hadn’t and that I was not very good with chopsticks.
She ordered plate after plate of hot delicious food from the food trolley; our table filled with dishes, enough dishes for twenty not two.
Your mother tells me “You are becoming quite a young man about town” she said as her chopsticks worked transferring food from the dishes to my plate. I struggled with my chopsticks.
“Sit over her next to me.” She directed. “Lean over.”
Looking directly into my eyes, using her chopsticks she started to feed small tasty morsels of food direct into my mouth.
What a turn on, my prick jumped in my pants as she continued to supply food to her own mouth and then mine. A small amount of liquid ran down my chin, she leant closer, wiped it with her finger and sucked it into her mouth.
She continued to feed us both our face inches a part; we gorged ourselves in a way that reminded me of the food pictured in roman orgies.
