If you'd like the background for this one, please read "Filling in Janice."
Knowing I had a plane to catch, I woke early. As I packed, I draped clean pants over the back of the desk chair and left one shirt hanging in the closet. After a quick shower and shave, I packed my toilet kit and business papers before zipping up the bag. I checked the desk clock. 8:00. Plenty of time for breakfast in the hotel coffee shop.
Still naked with wet hair, I heard a soft knock. Looking through the peephole, I saw Janice's daughter Jordan, smiling and waving. I quickly grabbed my pants off the floor, pulling them on without any underwear.
I opened the door.
"Good morning." Jordan gave me a big hug. "I'm your ride."
She walked in, taking off her coat. She was wearing a tight, black leotard with a short, black, wrap-around skirt.
Jordan was not strictly "goth" in terms of her attitude, but her choices did run to black clothes, black hair, and black eyeliner under her large, dark eyes. It complemented the pale skin she got from her mother.
"Thought I'd save you the money for the rideshare."
"That's very nice and I appreciate it, but how did you know where I was?"
I opened the mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle of orange juice. I offered one to Jordan, but she shook her head.
"I heard you mention the hotel to Mom. By the way, how many nuns are in a bevy?"
"You weren't there when we said that."
Jordan walked across the room, looking out the window into the parking lot.
"Well, actually, see, I got a notification on my phone that all our security cameras had been turned off. I was worried about Mom, so I came home to check. I used the side door because that's where the alarm box is. I heard you in the other room and snuck in to watch."
"Janice must have turned off the cameras when I told her I was coming over."
"Makes sense." Jordan pulled the thick hotel curtains closed, leaving the room in partial darkness. "My Dad being my Dad."
"You watched your mother and I have sex."
Jordan shrugged. "Rude, I know. But it was pretty hot."
"How long were you there?"
She tilted her head back, as if trying to remember. "Let's see. 'I decided to give him the best blowjob of his life,' I think you said."
I took a long drink of cold orange juice.
"By the way, there is nothing sexier than a straight man enjoying sex with another man for a woman's benefit."
"I'm beginning to understand that."
Jordan said, "Look, I've always known my mom is sexy as hell. She and her friends get up to all sorts of shit: kissing, sucking, groping, swapping, fucking, mouth, cunt, ass... you name it, they've tried it. But, as my Godmother reminded me, it was the '70s. It's how you showed you were cool."
"My wife told you that?"
Jordan nodded. "Right after she demonstrated the best way to eat pussy." She sighed. "God, I never would have survived Notre Dame University without that woman's advice."
She reached to her waist and unwrapped the skirt. I watched as she unveiled her perfect figure.
"So, there I was, watching you and Mom ruin our loveseat. You were telling her about sucking Mitch's cock."
She reached between her legs to unclip the leotard. Peeling it over her head, Jordan showed me her young body, with only black panties to preserve any modesty. Though thin overall, her shoulders were square and tan, proudly displaying small breasts with a firmness that comes with youth. Her nipples were the size of a five-cent piece and a deep pink color.
"Nice breasts. From your father's side of the family, I'm guessing?"
Jordan tweaked her nipples, which began to harden. "You think Mom was born with those tits? I've seen photos. She wasn't much bigger than me. Bought and paid for, stud."
My dick was stretching the front of my pants.
"So, as I was saying, my hand was down my pants, torturing my naked clit. You both climaxed, then Mom stood up and there you were. So hard. So perfect." Jordan stood very close. I could feel the heat from her skin. "I knew I wanted you. I'm only sorry I didn't get to suck you while you were still covered in Mom's cum."
Pausing to make sure she had my attention, Jordan lowered her panties. Her narrow waist and slightly wider hips framed a pussy completely free of any hair.
She kissed me, guiding my hand between her legs.
"What do you think of her? Nice, huh?"
"Gorgeous. Perfectly smooth."