My name is Jason and the following happened when I was eighteen years old.
I had just finished taking a shower one morning and was stepping out of it when my mom walked into the bathroom with a handful of towels. She looked down at my dick, which was at half-mast. She looked me in the eye and winked, as she licked her bottom lip.
"Oh my, ummm, e-r-r-r, I want to talk with you when you're finished," was all she said before leaving a towel for me to dry off with and backing out of the bathroom.
The thing is, if she had walked in about a minute earlier she would have caught me cumming all over the shower wall. As it was, my cock was only half hard now. When at full mast I am eight inches long and almost three inches around. I have only had one girlfriend and it didn't end well.
Anyway, I got dressed and headed towards my mom's room to find out what she wanted to talk to me about.
"Hey mom, what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked knowing that it could be about what she just saw in the bathroom.
"Jason, sorry about just walking in on you when your dick hanging out." she said as her face turned crimson red.
"Looks like you inherited your dad's best aspect." She said, still blushing.
"So I am hung just like dad?" I asked.
"You sure are Jason." Mom replied.
"I take it that wasn't what you wanted to talk to me about, was it mom?" I asked her again.
"Yes, you're right. It wasn't what I wanted to talk about. I was wondering if you remember my friend Jane Ramsey?" Mom asked as she faced me with her blush now gone.
"Wasn't she the one with the little black bikini at our pool party?" I asked with a smile on my face remembering how she looked that night.
How could I ever forget that night, it was my eighteenth birthday party and mom let me have a pool party to celebrate it. Mom also invited her friend Jane along and she wore the tiniest bikini I had ever seen on a woman. For all it covered she might as well have been naked. Jane was thirty-eight years old but looked like she was in her twenties.
"What I was going to ask you, well, you might think it a little strange, but I am going to just come right out with it and ask you." Mom blurted out.
"My friend Jane found out a couple of months ago that her hubby had been cheating on her. He hasn't been paying her any attention for some time now." Mom began.
"I know you were mesmerised by her in the little bikini she wore at your birthday party so I was wondering if you could help her out." Mom continued.
"Don't you mean almost wearing mom she might as well have been naked for all the bikini was covering." I piped up.
"I'm sorry to hear that her hubby is messing around on her. She's a nice lady." I said with sympathetically. "Thank you Jason, I know if she were here she would have liked that." Mom smiled.
"So what is it that Jane needs a hand with mom?" I asked curiously.
"Well as I was saying, she has been feeling lonely these past couple of months and she asked if I knew someone who could help put a smile on her face again." Mom answered looking me straight in the eye.
"I know you find her attractive and from what I saw in the bathroom maybe you could help her out?" Mom asked me.
I listened to what my mom had just said to me but it hadn't sunk in. Then after about a minute it dawned on me what my mom had just asked me. Was she really wanting to pimp me out to her friend Jane? Yeah she was a great looking woman and yeah, given the chance I would not kick her out of bed, even if she was a year older than my mom, who is thirty-nine. I was trying not to let on to my mom that I would jump at the chance to fuck Jane. Fuck, I had many a night fantasizing about her after seeing her in that little, almost-nothing, black bikini.
"Do you mean you want me to go over and let her have her way with me?" I asked mom flatly.
Mom was blushing again and it looked like she was blushing all the way down to her heavily endowed chest. Her face, neck and chest, or what I could see, were now beet red.
"Yes son, I am asking if you could entertain her once or twice a week." Mom said waiting for me to answer.
"I am sure what I saw in the bathroom would make her very happy Jason." Mom laughed.
"I guess I could but she is 'YOUR' friend mom." I stated.
"You're not suggesting that I have the affair with her are you? I'm not into women Jason." Mom said a little exasperated.
"Oh no no mom, I wasn't suggesting you do it, but if you want me to be of service to her then who am I to say no." I replied, now feeling a little embarrassed.
Although the thought of it, watching two women make love to each other, was fast becoming a turn on. I have always fantasized about being with two women. But now the thought of one of the women being my mom was starting to give me a boner. I have seen glimpses of my mom in her bra and panties, or in just a towel when getting out of the shower. I must say here and now, that my mom is a bit of a fox like her friend Jane.
"I know it's a bit of a strange request, especially coming from your own mom, but, Jane is in need of some of what I saw and I know you would enjoy putting a smile on her face."
The funny thing is nothing would give me greater pleasure than fucking mom's friend. She's hot and still turns the heads of, not only men but, women too. If this is what mom really wanted me to do she wouldn't need to ask me twice.
"Well I don't even need to think about it mom, she is one hot lady." I said thinking about fucking my mom's best friend.