Well Mrs. Leblanc said she didn't want to involve me in Leo's perverted plans but of course "Uncle Leo" soon learned all about our little soiree -- as a part of her slut training Leo made my girlfriend's mom confess the details of our bedroom adventure -- next thing you know there we were, the three of us, up in Shirley's bedroom and things were getting kinkier by the minute.
Leo had set up his video camera on a tripod, he directed the action in an interview format. Mrs. Leblanc was looking great in a totally see-thru robe, stockings, heels and a g-string panty; nothing really was left to the imagination. We were sitting side by side on the little sittee in Shirley's bedroom. I was in my usual khaki trousers and t-shirt, and of course I was pushing up a tent.
The curtains were drawn and the lighting was subdued, apart from the little spot on Leo's vidcam. Leo was asking Shirley as series of edgy questions. The whole thing was like a pervert's wetdream; which of course was exactly what it was.
"So, Shirley, why don't we start with you. How would you describe yourself for our audience?"
"Well, I'm a single parent - divorced -- I work part-time keeping the books at a car dealership, the hours are pretty good and when I'm not working I like keep fit at the gym."
"That's fine, but that's not what I meant when I said describe yourself."
"Oh."
"Tell the people what you are, Shirley. You know."
"Well, I'm a slut," she shrugged.
"What makes you a slut, Shirley?"
"I have sex with whoever you tell me to, Leo."
"Do you like it?"
"I like pleasing you," she replied matter-of-factly, "And of course I'm a slut, so of course I enjoy it."
"You look very nice today, Shirley, all dolled up in your sexy lingerie."
"Thank you, Leo."
"Who is this with you here today, Shirley?"
"This is Sean, my daughter's boyfriend."
"Tell us truthfully, Shirley; don't you feel a bit self-conscious sitting next to your daughter's boyfriend, wearing nothing but see-thru lingerie, stockings and heels? I mean, for all practical purposes you might as well be nude . . ."
Shirley looked down, her cheeks burning red with shame. "Yes . . ." she said quietly.
"Look up here, Shirley. Look at the camera, and tell us clearly how you feel."
Shirley lifted her chin; "I feel a bit self-conscious, yes . . ." she admitted.
"That's fine, Shirley," Leo said "Personally, I'd say you're a bit overdressed for a slut."
Shirley's head snapped back up; she was looking directly at Leo. Leo continued. "Why don't you stand up Shirley, and let us have a good look at that sexy body of yours in your see-thru slutwear?"
Shirley stood and faced the camera, her arms by her side. Her negligee was absolutely sheer; from where I sat on the little love seat I had a nice view of her g-string snaking down the crack of her nicely rounded ass.
"Give us a twirl so we can check out your ass." Shirley lifted her arms and turned around slowly. Shirley looked fantastic in her slutty outfit. The sheer negligee, stockings and heels made her look like a thousand-dollar-a-night hooker; which in a way was what she was.
"Sean, would you care to undress your girlfriend's mother for us?"
"Uh, okay Leo." I got up. Standing behind Shirley so as not to get in the way of the camera's view, I reached around and untied the front of Shirley's negligee. Shirley did a sort of a shrug and the filmy material drifted slowly to the carpet.
"Continue."
I struggled with the clasp on Lauren's mom's bra while Shirley stood there as still and as straight as a soldier on a parade field. As I put my fingers around both sides of the infernal fastener, Shirley arched her back a bit and her boobs naturally pushed out. This just tightened the pressure on her bra fastener. In front, her large double-D's were bulging over the cups of her bra.
I finally got the infernal thing unhooked and it damn near took off like a slingshot. Free at last, Shirley's big boobs bounced out a bit. Nice and round, with barely a hint of sag.
"That's nice," Leo said. "Sean, what do you think of your girlfriend's mother?"
"She's . . . beautiful . . ." I croaked.
"Do you hear that, Shirley?"
"Yes, of course, Leo," Shirley said quietly.
"You should be proud, Shirley. The younger generation finds you still beautiful."
"Thank you, Sean," Shirley practically whispered.
"Why don't you put on a little show for us, Shirley? Go ahead and grab a hold of your tits and squeeze them for us."
Shirley complied with Leo's perverted demand, holding her big, round tits and gently squeezing them.
