The Memorial Day cookout is finally over. All of the family and friends have made their way to their cars and headed for home.
"Why are we still in the pool? It's 2 o'clock in the morning." Jordan says. "There are much better things I could think of to do with my tipsy wife than be here swimmnig."
"Oh yeah?" Kristy asks. "Like what?"
"Like...fuck" He says smiling.
"Hmm, tempting..." she smirks. "Let me help mom clean up some of this mess. I think dad has gone to bed already."
Jordan watches his wife as she gets out of the pool, the water pouring down her back and legs as she climbs the stairs. She turns around and winks at Jordan and he can't help but notice her gorgeous 40D breasts glistening in the moonlight.
He smiled slyly, and winked back.
"Hey mom, want some help?" Kristy asks, opening the back door and walking inside. Her mom, Lori, was standing in front of the sink, draining a cooler of all it's melted ice from the party that day. Her long auburn hair was pulled up in a loose pony tail and she had on a spaghetti strap purple tank top and pair of very short, black shorts.
"Yes please." she says. "Can you pick up all of the empty bottles around the house and lets get them in the garbage. Try to be quiet because your dad is asleep."
"Sure" say Kristy. "Let me change out of this wet bathing suit and Jordan and I can both help."
Kristy comes out of the bathroom at the same time Jordan is walking in the back door. She is wearing a low cut black tank top that showcases her 40D breasts perfectly and a pair of orange shorts that Jordan lovingly refers to as "slut shorts". Her brown, curly hair is falling down in layers around her face. He loves when she wears her hair down.
Jordan follows up the stairs behind his wife and gently smacks her ass with each step she takes.
Kristy walks over to where Lori is, slightly bent over the sink, washing dishes and gently places her left hand on the small of her mom's back and on her tiptoes, reaches with her right hand to the cabinet above her moms head.
"I...can't....reach...." she struggles. She was trying to get the garbage bags from the cabinet but her 5'5" stature makes that a little difficult. As she reached her breasts were pressed up against her mothers back.
"FUCK." Jordan thinks as he watches the 2 woman.
"Baby, can you please come get these?" Kristy asks her husband.
Jordan walks over behind Lori and reaches over her head into the cabinet. He is 6'1 so the task was a little easier for him.
"Oh fuck, she smells good." He thinks as he catches a wife of Lori's hair.
He has always been attracted to Lori, since the first time Kristy brought him home 2 years ago to meet them. How could he not with the body she was blessed with?
He grabs the trash bags and turns around to hand them to his wife. She smiles sweetly and says "Thanks babe." He thinks to himself, "So sweet...God be bad just ONCE!!!!"
Kristy takes the bags and heads outside for the porch. Jordan follows.
"Can you hold the bag lover, and I'll stuff it?" Kristy asks.
"I'd like to stuff you right now" Jordan teases.
"Baby!!! Be good."
Just then the door opens and out comes Lori holding an arm full of FULL alcohol bottles.
She says "To hell with cleaning. Let's continue this party."
Kristy laughs and says "Mom! Haven't we had enough to drink tonight?"
"You see these full bottles?" her mom asks. "That means, we have NOT had enough to drink."
They all sit down at the patio table and Lori lays out the Smirnoff, tequila, a few beers and a couple shot glasses.
"Ok, what's first? Shots?" Kristy asks. "God tomorrow is gonna suck." She adds.
"Yes...but tonight will be fun" Jordan states. They smile at each other.
"Me first" says Lori, pouring herself a shot of tequila. "Here's to a great marriage for the 2 of you." She downs the shot.
Jordan says, "We can drink to that." and pours him and his wife a shot of the Smirnoff vodka.
"Need I remind you that I am ALREADY drunk from drinking soo much today...you want me sloppy drunk don't you?" she asks. "You want a sloppy fuck tonight?"
"At least someone is getting fucked tonight." Lori pouts
"I'd fuck you too." Jordan thinks.
Kristy gets up and sits on her husbands legs. "I propose a game of truth or dare." "Any takers?" she asks.
"Count me in, I'm drunk enough to strip naked and run the streets." Lori giggles.
Jordan raises an eyebrow in his mother-in-laws direction. He pours a round of shots for the three of them.
"Mom, truth or dare" Kristy asks.
"DARE" she exclaims. "Wait" she says fidgeting with her bra strap. "I have to take this dumb thing off, it's too tight." She reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra, slides the straps down each arm and then reaches in under the front of her shirt and pulls the bra out, leaving her 34C breasts bare under the purple tank top. Her nipples were hard and Jordan could not help but take notice.
Kristy felt her husband move a tad uncomfortably underneath her ass. As if to adjust himself. She raised her eyebrow in curiosity, and continued with her dare.
"I dare you to....hmm...dare you to...she thinks a second about what may have excited her husband....I dare you to give Jordan a lap dance.
"What? No" Jordan tried to hide his excitement. Had his wife really just told another woman to grind her gorgeous body on him? Her mother, at that.
"Sure, why not?" Kristy said taking a sip of beer. "Let's see if she has the skills I have. Like mother, like daughter, right?"
"I fucking hope so" thinks Jordan.
"Ok" says Lori. "I can do that...but no touching Jordan."
"SHIT" he thinks. "Ok...no touching."
"To make sure you don't touch....I'll be right back...." she emerges a couple minutes later with 3 scarves.
"Kristy help me tie his arms to the chair." she says sternly.
Kristy laughs. "Gladly". She is somehow strangely turned on by the fact that she is getting ready to watch her mother give her husband a lap dance. She ties one scarf around her husbands left arm and leans in to give him a kiss. She slides her hand down into his lap and pats him one time. "Be a good little boy." she whispers in his ear. She gets up and turns on the little radio on the porch. "There ya go. Let's see what ya got." she tells her mother.
Lori begins to slowly slide her hips up and down beside Jordan's chair. He can feel his breathing increase as her silky smooth legs brush against his arm time and time again. She lifts one leg and rests her foot on his arm, with her leg stretched out across his chest.
"God I just want to rub that gorgeous thigh" he thinks. He is trying not to let Kristy see his excitement. But Kristy is excited herself, and has begun running her fingernails lightly up and down her right thigh as she watches.
Lori raises up on her tiptoes, which puts her best feature right in Jordan's eyesight. "Fucking shorts" he thinks. And then he barely catches a glimpse...
"She is not wearing underwear" he can feel his cock hardening at the thought.
"Oh my God, she did that on purpose" he thinks.
She turns and lowers her hips and grinds her ass against his lap. She smiles slightly when she notices his excitement. Then she stops.
"Ok, lap dance over." she says
Jordan begs in his mind "PLEASE don't stop." He sighs out loud.
"Now it's my turn. Truth or Dare Kristy?" Lori asks. Leaving Jordan still tied to the chair.
Lori noticed her daughter slightly rubbing her leg and knows she too is as turned on as Jordan and herself.
"Dare...and make it good." exclaims Kristy.
Lori looks over at Jordan...who now visible has a hard on and cannot hide it from his wife. She looks at her daughter and then smiles.
She comes close to Kristy and whispers something in her ear. Kristy grins evilly as her mother hands her the last of the scarves.
Kristy approaches her husband, leans in and kisses his neck. He shudders.
She kisses his shoulder. He starts breathing heavily in anticipation. She then wraps the scarf around his eyes and ties it behind his head.
"Blindfolded?" He asks curiously. "What do you girls have planned for me?"
Kristy says "Oh you shall see. Don't talk. Just use all your other senses to make up for not being able to see."
"Jordan...truth or dare?" he hears Kristy ask. "Well since I cannot possible go through with a dare while I'm tied to the chair....hit me with a truth" he says.
The next thing he knows...his lips are being parted by a wet tongue and he is engaged in a deep, sloppy, kiss. "Use all your other senses" plays back in his head..."this does not taste like Kristy" he thinks. His cock immediately grown harder at the thought maybe, just maybe, his tongue is in his mother-in-laws mouth. The kiss stops.
"So tell the truth, did you like that?" Kristy whispers near Jordan's ear.
Jordan lets out a sigh. "Choose you answer wisely, Jordan." she continues. One answer will reward you, the other will stop all of this." She slowly slides her fingers into the waste band of his shorts. "Lets hear it Jordan...did you like it?" she demands.
