After the initial sex with mom described in Pt.02, laying with mother became regular. Every evening we went to bed together with 5 of the 7 nights being fuck nights. Generally mom did not want sex before going to work but occasionally she wanted a quickie to get her day started.
For such times she purchased some open crouch panties and pantyhose. She's get dressed and have her make up applied eat breakfast then say, "I have time Blake for a quickie." Then bending over the kitchen table she would hoist her skirt while I took little Blake out of his stall. It was fast rabbit fucking until I climaxed in her. When my last string went into her, she's wipe off and put a pad between her legs to catch drips, check her make-up again then say, "Love you." to all of us. After we responded with, "Love you more mom", she'd blow a kiss, grab her purse and keys and be gone.
I wondered if she was fucking at work. So a couple of times I checked her pad when she came home to see if there were stains over laying mine but since there were none, I assumed she was faithful.
The effect of those early morning public fucks with mom were hard on their egos. I could see their hands under their robes stroking their pussies and fingering themselves till they reached climax. On such days the kitchen reeked of sex and in need of a good airing.
As for Susan, shortly after out liaison, she found a gentleman friend who satisfied her sexual needs. So we didn't see or hear much from her for a good long while till one day mom announced she was going over to Susan's to console her on the loss of her lover.
Did I mention mom and Susan worked in the same office? They did, if I didn't. Mom had a higher position then Susan but she was not Susan's supervisor, so that didn't deter them from being friends both at home and at work.
One evening mom had Susan over for dinner. At bedtime mom asked Susan if she wanted to lay with us, she snapped up the offer. We had a couple of threesome, and I fucked Susan & mom separately as well. I was beat the next morning. It also dawned on me why women lived longer then men.
But this chapter is not about those things, it is about the reconciling of myself to my sister Catherine.
Catherine turned 18 during the time we were all still grieving for dad. We had a party for her but nothing like the one I had not the one being planned for Penny. I felt sorry for her thinking she had been cheated. But that gave me an in to approach her.
"Catherine, would you go out on a date with me?"
She was startled. "Blake did I hear you correctly? You want to take ME out on a date."
"Yes, why does that shake you."
"We never get along, do we?"
"Sis, we were always arguing about kid stuff. Who would get the last cupcake? Or, you had your turn last time, now it is my turn." She was looking at me intently. "It's about time we stop that baby stuff. I will 21 in a few months. You'll be 20.
"Before too long some guy, I approve of, is going to realize what I know now he will be seeing you as the attractive, intelligent, compassionate, and level headed woman."
"So, Catherine, will you let me take you to dinner at Stafford's, a movie of your choosing and a night under the stars talking about our brat Baby Sister, Penny, who is listening in by the way being rude, that fate saddled us with."
"Yes I will accept."
"But while Penny can be a pain, but she is a much better person then you think."
"I'll take your word on Cathy.
"6:30 on Saturday down in the living room then."
"I will be there Blake."
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It is hard to believe that the stunning young woman standing before me now was that spindly gum chewing tomboy I use to fight with just a couple of years ago. She wore a dark blue dress with a modest neckline exposing a bit of cleavage, a hem just a couple of inches above her knees, cut snug with daring slits up the sides. dark blue hose and shoes.
"I am ready Blake."
When she got into the car the hem rode up and the slit opened revealing her beautiful legs. She caught me looking. As I got in the car she looks over and says to me, "Blake I am only going to tell you this once."
"Yes."
"My feelings for you are stronger then a sister should feel for her brother."
"Okay. Comment noted.
"Buy I have a confession to make as well.
"What is it?"
"When you sat out sunbathing with your two girlfriends, I got aroused seeing you n that skimpy bikini."
"You did?"
"Yes of course I did. You are a stunning woman Catherine. I wish we could marry. But whatever our feelings we both know I need to find a wife and you a husband. Still, you turn me on."
"You are kidding me?"
"No, I am not. You and our sister should be less provocative around me."
"What?!?"
"Here we are." I give her a kiss on the cheek then hand her out of the car.
The dinner was excellent and our table chatter more so. We talked about mutual acquaintances, her girl friends, the jerks who have asked her out and few she decided to date from, our baby sister and, of course, our dearly departed father and our widowed mother.
"She still misses him," I said.
"Of course she does. They loved each other deeply and it's only been two years."
"Yeah, you are right."
"Plus she is afraid of your reaction."
I expressed, "???????????"
"O come on Blake, mom, Penny and I know that if she brings home someone you don't like and or approve of or both, you will go ballistic."
"We'll talk about this later. We've better go now if we're going to catch the 9:00 show.
It was a girl flick she wanted to see as I guessed. I was sitting beside her breathing in her perfume, sensing her presence and getting horny. I wondered how far she would let me go up her leg. She made no protest ,when I placed my hand at her hem, still none when I moved it up to mid-thigh, when I move up to her panties, she closed her legs withdrew my hand then she held it within hers for the rest of the movie.
"Want to get a drink?"
"No, let's go home and get comfortable."
We were just a few miles from home do in minutes we were in the house.
"Mom's only got three beers left."
