We were all sitting in the living room waiting for Kathy to arrive. Anthony looked as if he was getting annoyed with her tardiness. He was trying to keep control, and then the doorbell rang and his demeanor changed.
As I watched, his face went from annoyance to anticipation. I believe this did not bode well for my mother. Not in the least.
Anthony stood up and gestured for Tracy to answer the door. "Let's go wait for the ladies in the dining room. I am looking forward to meeting your mother." He motioned for me to follow him and we walked to the dining room. "Alright, you sit to my left, Tracy will be on my right, Kathy, your mom, will sit across from me." He seemed to enjoy reminding me it was my mother that we were going to take tonight.
Tracy came in and following behind was Kathy. She looked good in her knee length skirt and blouse. Her shoes had heels, though not very long, with charcoal stockings and had this been a casual affair, she would have been the best dressed at the party. Her make-up was impeccable, dark red lipstick, a little rouge on her cheeks. All so minimal, but accentuating her beauty perfectly. Tracy had a smug look on her face until she met Anthony's eyes. Then she blushed and looked quickly away. It seemed that Kathy did not get the memo about the dress code and the look in her eyes said she was angry.
Her face flushed as she took in the room. The table had an expensive table cloth, the finest china and silverware were set, fine crystal for the wine. Anthony and I were dressed for a fine night out. The blush ran from her face and down her neck to her ample cleavage. Her breathing was normal, but it seemed to be forced. She looked at me as if to say, "How could you let this happen." and I blushed and lowered my eyes.
I looked up and saw that she and Anthony were staring at each other. He had a smirk and Kathy was smiling but her eyes were blazing.
"Why don't you have a seat Kathryn and Tracy can serve dinner." Anthony smiled and gestured to the seat across from him. My mom looked at him strangely, no one called her Kathryn, she actually preferred people to call her Kathryn. She smiled at him and sat down in the chair. Apparently he was winning her over slowly.
Tracy served dinner and small talk ensued. During the conversation, Tracy ran a stockinged foot up my leg. She moved it slowly up my calf and across my thigh until it was pressed against my crotch. While she was doing this, her face kept going from normal to shocked. Kathy did not seem to notice this as she was talking with Anthony. They talked about his work (Tech Specialist at a Security firm) and her work (Volunteer at her church and secretary for the United Way).
As we ate and chatted my cock started straining against my pants. I swore I could also hear something in the room. Comprehension struck as I realized Tracy's facial expressions were in response to an egg. Whether in her pussy or ass, I did not know, but Anthony was teasing her and right next to my Mother while at dinner.
"So, why was I invited? It seems my invitation neglected to mention the dress code for this evening." she glared at Tracy. "And the meal... I mean really Tracy, this is just something you don't do well at all."
Tracy's face started to turn red, then we all heard the sound. It had become very loud, and Tracy grabbed the table, her fingers turning white and sat there trying to keep her composure. Kathy looked at her and smiled, then turned to Anthony.
"So am I to assume you are the host for this evening." she said with a soft chuckle
"Well, as for that, let's take dessert in the living room and I will show you." Anthony stood and grabbed his glass of wine and walked to the couch.
We all followed behind, though Tracy was having a hard time moving gracefully. As Kathy entered the room, he reached out to her and she took his hand. He guided her to sit next to him. I sat down in the recliner and Tracy came in with her phone in hand. She grabbed a cable and connected the phone to the TV.
Then she turned and smiled at Kathy. "I think you are going to enjoy this."
"Tracy!" he said glowering at her. "it is not your place."
"Yes..." she looked at him, almost defiantly as she paused. His eyes held hers, and you could tell that she was going to pay for this. Though she seemed to be looking forward to the punishment. "Sir"
He pointed to the floor and Tracy knelt at his feet. He placed a hand on her head and pressed play on the phone. "Kathy, watch the screen." His fingers twisted in her hair. He pulled her head back. Her eyes seemed to glaze over and a look of lust covered her face.
