We were supposed to leave the following day so I knew my time was limited. I had maybe 36 hours from the time we woke up that Friday until we had to be at the airport. I knew for sure that Jake wanted his mom and I was fairly certain she wanted him too. I knew how badly I wanted to not only watch the two of them fuck, but to be a part of it. Jake knew of what I intended to arrange and he was all for it now. Especially after seeing how nice his mom’s tits were the day before. He was ready.
He left the house pretending he would be gone for several hours. I took it upon myself to make some rather strong margaritas for Amanda and I and we were once again sitting by the pool. I started right in on the sex talk and unlike yesterday she had no hesitation about joining in. I told her how Jake and I were going to spend the weekend at one of my old dorm mate’s apartments before we headed for the place we would be renting near campus. I was going back for my Masters and Jake had secured a job with a computer firm for that September. I told her how Jenny was one of the girls that Jake wanted to have a threesome with but we could never pull it off. She asked me about threesomes with Jake and I told her how we had several with various friends. She asked me if it bothered me to watch him fuck another woman? I explained how he wasn’t allowed to fuck any of my friends and that it was mostly oral and him watching me and the other girl together. She was very interested now. I once again removed my top and she did the same. I asked her to rub lotion on my back because I got a little red the day before. “There is one woman I really want to watch him fuck. Of course I’d like to play too. I’ve masturbated a few times these past couple of days thinking about her.” Her touch on my back as she rubbed the lotion in was very sensual.
“Tell me about this other girl. It’s been at least fifteen years since I enjoyed another woman.” She stopped rubbing oil in me and sat back.
I went on to describe her. It took her only a few minutes to realize I was talking about her and she was totally silent. I stopped and was suddenly a bit less sure of myself. I was the one who was nervous now. When I looked back at her face she was staring at me with pure lust in her eyes. Suddenly I wasn’t the aggressor like I had planned. “Describe her pussy for me.” Amanda said this as she lifted her hips off the lounge and slid her bikini bottoms down. I moved closer, on the edge of my own chair now and looked at her most intimate part.