Chapter 9 Familiar Feelings
Christine came out of the bathroom made up and in her underwear. She had a white transparent silk brassiere with a matching lace G String with suspender straps holding up nylon stockings. . She slipped into her silk dress that fell to just below mid thigh with a low plunging neckline that highlighted the swell of her breasts.
They were going to the golf club that night for the monthly dinner dance and would be meeting up with their twins; she was worried as to how to act with them after their behaviour that day. She looked agonisingly at her husband, David who was already dressed and ready to go and said.
"Have we done something terrible to our children, have we scarred them for life?"
It was a dread that she had felt in the post coital period immediately after she and her son had indulged in a wild sex session. She knew also, that her husband had deflowered their daughter, on the very bed that she was sitting on.
David understood her fears and though wondering a little himself, answered her reassuringly.
"We did nothing against their wishes, darling, we have known for a while, that both of them wanted to make love to us. We gave them the opportunity to say no and both of them were happy when we were making love. I don't think that you should worry about it too much."
Christine, glad of the reassurance, nodded her head in agreement and as she finished putting on her lipstick, said.
"I suppose that we can talk to them tonight at the dinner, at least we will be able to judge by their behaviour if everything is all right between us."
David nodded his agreement and led her to the taxi that had arrived.
On arriving at the club they went to their usual table and Christine was relieved to see her son and daughter already there. Hazel looked stunning in a simple spaghetti strapped slip dress that clung to her curves like a second skin. She can't have any underwear on at all, thought Chris and bending closer to her daughter realised that the bra was incorporated in the dress and that Hazel had a very small thong matching in colour to the pale blue of the dress.
Throughout the dinner it was clearly established that both of the children had not only enjoyed the love making but were hoping and looking forward to similar sessions. Karl, who was sat between his mother and sister, actually put his hand on his mother's thigh and gently squeezed it, as they talked. Hi s touch thrilled her and she realised that she had nothing to worry about. Her son wanted her as much as she desired his body.
The dining table was set in a U shaped alcove and dimly lit by a candle, Christine was furthest away from the dance floor and used the privacy, afforded by the lay out, to caress Mark's penis through his trousers, as it stiffened to her touch, she turned to him and said;
"We will have a lovely time tonight my sweet; I want to feel that rod of yours plunge deep into me."
Karl smiled and slid his hand under her dress to the apex of her thighs where he teased her mound, loving the touch of her lace panties under his fingers. He ran his finger under the silk fabric into her wet slit and then teased her clitoris. He removed his fingers and put them to his mouth, then licked them clean of her juices
"You have incredibly sexy undies Mom," he whispered.
"I have friends at college who would pay me good money to let them have some of them, especially ones that you have worn and have your smell on."
Christine gasped, she had heard of men who had a thing about women's underclothes but to think that some actually wanted hers dumbfounded her. That they had told her son about it made it even more bizarre. She then remembered Peter White and how he had described in detail to Karl how he wanted to make love to her.
She looked at him and asked;
"What do they want my panties for?"
Karl smiled at his mother and replied;
"To masturbate into of course, it's what I do with those that I have taken from the laundry basket at home. A lot of my friends have asked me to get some of yours.
"How many of your college friends discuss such intimacies about each others mothers and what did you tell them about me?" Christine queried.
"Don't worry, there are only a couple that I talk to, the others have seen you around town and think you're hot. Peter and Jim are my close friends, the only thing that I have told them is that I think that you are very sexy, they both agree and have fantasised about having sex with you."
This revelation sent a shiver through her body, another student wanted her, and she wanted to find out more. That thought stunned her, "what has happened to me, I have never been unfaithful to David before. Now I have been fucked by my neighbour Tom; my son and am now I'm thrilled at the idea that another boy wants me." She said to herself.
Before she could take it any further, the music started and David invited her to dance, Christine told David of her conversation with Karl and was surprised to see that his reaction was to wonder who this Jim was and did she like the idea of being fancied by younger men. She admitted to him of her thoughts as to how she was sexually aroused by such talk. She asked him how he felt about the matter. She was both shocked and pleased by his answer that he loved seeing her being made love to by another man and that it aroused him too. Putting action to words, he took her hand and pressed it into his groin; she felt his rock hard cock, pressing against his trousers. She smiled and promised him that she would take care of that later.
The evening progressed with the parents and children dancing with each other and with friends. Eventually it was time to go and as they were walking to the entrance, Karl said;
"Talk of the devil, there's Jim and his Mom and Dad."
Christine and David looked to where he was indicating and saw the three people; Christine thought that the woman was extremely beautiful with long black hair falling below her shoulders. Her deep crimson cheongsam dress, split to the hip did nothing to hide a sensational figure and her dark chocolate coloured skin emphasised the startlingly blueness of her eyes. Her husband was about six feet tall and was strikingly handsome, his short black hair greying slightly at the temples made him look very distinguished. The young man stood next to them, she thought was positively gorgeous. He was the same height as his father but had his mother's features and skin colour and those surprising blue eyes.
