Sometimes Mom had a need to take time off from all these encounters for a while. She needed to regroup and recharge herself as a person, a woman and a mother with a family. She'd just stay home doing various hobbies and work from home assignments as a consultant. Her time in our home gym or at a local club was geared for fitness and health rather than toning and trimming for the attention of guys. It was important to her peace of mind. These periods might be weeks at a time where she'd dress as most mothers do wearing little or no makeup and barely doing anything with her hair. Though she didn't really show her age, she knew it was creeping in and she would get more tired, needing more time to rest. Forty wasn't old by most standards, but when you're so sexually active, it wears on you. Now approaching forty five, the various aches and pains were starting to add up.
She began thinking about my idea of adding another mother to the cougar den and wondered why she hadn't thought of it herself long ago. Hell, it would give her more time off. She'd seen Ashley at the gym in her workout clothes and at a few parties in evening wear and agreed with me that she was quite attractive. And yes, she could rock a bikini as well. A plan was forming in her mind as to how to approach Dan's mother as I had asked. There were a few phone calls to gauge the potential. She deliberately tried to get closer as a friend of the type that talked about personal experiences and intimate encounters. They'd go shopping and try on clothes together, then stop for a drink or two. Invariably, the conversation would turn to men and desires. As it progressed, Mom started to pull out bits of information that showed Ashley would be a prime candidate. Her husband, Dan's father was a bit of a cad and didn't really spend much time with her. It had taken the toll and Ashley confessed to Mom that she had taken on a few affairs, some with much younger men.
Without really being sure how it all came together, they got much closer to each other and Mom somehow let the pool story out during drinks at our house one evening. But Ashley had a surprise also and let on that at least one other neighborhood mother was doing the same types of things and that they knew some of what was happening at our house. Workouts at the local fitness club were taking on new meaning as these three forty-somethings shared more and more details. They also began working out at each other's homes and exploring wardrobes. Yes, this seemingly demure mother named Ashley also had a kinky, risque side stashed in her closets.
It had been a few months since my question and it was now taking form. Of course, during that time, we as a family had continued as we were, having poolside sessions with my friends and a few other double dates with my sister. We had all gotten so much closer, and we were bonded almost as one. Mom would go out of the house in the evening dressed in her best and we knew what was going to happen.
Saturday started off pretty normal with breakfast and some household chores. A little after noon, Mom called me and Carly in to the den. She started telling us about her time with Ashley and how things had progressed. Very bluntly and crudely she reminded me of how my friends called her an excellent cocksucker. That brought a chuckle from us all. But her next comment blew our minds.
'Now let me tell you from experience that my new friend Ashley is a masterful pussy licker. And she tastes wonderful too.'
Carly and I looked at each other stunned. Mom had very often talked about sex with men, but had never once mentioned anything about other women.
"Mom, you're Bi?" Carly asked in astonishment.
"Well, I'm not sure I'd put it that way, but yes, I've had some experiences I've never told either of you."
We were almost dying to find out what other things she hadn't told us, but she broke the session off saying she had a couple of things to take care of for later.
Looking directly at me she added, "I've worked it out with Ashley and Dan if you're still interested."
Of course I was.
A few hours later, I was in my room and Mom called me to the Den again. We talked for a few minutes and a scent came over me. A perfume I wasn't familiar with wafted through the air. A hand appeared on my left shoulder from behind, a very feminine hand with professionally done nails and a very large and prominent wedding ring. Another wrapped around my waist and then the unmistakable feel of two firm breasts pressed into my back as a pair of lips began to nibble my ear.
She stepped back and I turned around taking in this vision of a mature blonde woman with exquisite make up and hair, squeezed into a cocktail dress.
Mom chimed in, "Carl, I believe you know Ashley, Dan's mother."
Uh, yes, I sure did, but I'd never seen her like this. I looked at her for a moment, then stepped forward, took her into my arms and kissed her. It was only then that I noticed Dan was also in the room.
We all looked at each other and took in the situation as I held her as close as I could, not wanting to let this magnificent woman go for a second.
Dan wisecracked, "Hey Mom, I think he likes you!"
"You know Dan, I think you just might be right." she replied.
We moved to where we could all sit down, Ashley and I on a couch, my mom and Dan in chairs across from us, watching. She leaned back across my lap and we were making out like a couple of newlyweds as my hand groped her breast while her son watched with a massive smile. Her hemline had pulled up quite a bit, almost inviting my hand to her incredible legs. I accepted and caressed them with care slowly working under the hem. Home! No panties and only a wisp of pubic hair with a definite indication of wetness.
She and Dan stood up and I was thinking something was wrong hoping they weren't leaving. He moved behind her as she stood in front of me.
"Carl, do you remember the day out by the pool when your mom asked you to remove her bikini for us?" Dan asked.
Well, of course I did.
It was his mother's turn to speak, "Well now my son is going to return that act of consent and trust and remove my dress for you."
My mother was just sitting back grinning at all of this as we heard him lowering her zipper. He pulled the dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Here I was stunned again. She was even better than I had remembered from the neighborhood pool parties years back before all of this started. Simply amazing. The workouts had worked wonders. I sat back and admired the vision standing before me for a minute. A half bra cupped her breasts while showing her nipples. Thigh high stockings stopped at the top of her thighs. Her bare bushed was carefully trimmed.
"Dan darling, would you be so bold as to remove your mother's bra for your friend?"
Gratefully he did without hesitation before moving back to his chair.
"And now it's your turn" she said as she lifted my shirt off and lowered my pants running her hands where ever she wanted to, stopping to take a firm grip of my cock. She was in full on slut mom mode now and everybody knew it. Going to her knees, she went to work on me in full view of her son and my mother, holding nothing back at all.
She had me lay back on the couch, then turned her back to me as she faced the others and straddled me, toying with my cock with her hands, rubbing it against her.
"Danny, I'd like you to watch this, but I'll understand if you don't want to."
