I noticed the change in their attitudes just after they had returned from school. They seemed to be much closer to their mother than before and spent a lot of time together. It had been a little lonely around the house when they werenât there but now, it was nice to come home to a house full again.
One night, after coming home from dinner at the club, we were all sitting in the den, talking and catching up on what they had been doing while at school. I was sitting at the end of the couch with our daughter beside me, then my wife and then our son. It was very long after that we decided to have a drink to celebrate their return. I very dutifully, got every one a drink and we toasted the two kids and their accomplishments. After a few more drinks, I noticed my wife was getting a little drunk.
We had had a bottle or two of wine at dinner, so I wasnât surprised to see her getting the way she was. We didnât drink very often and never in excess but tonight, whether it was just having the kids, home or what it was, but my wife was happy so I didnât say anything about her over indulgence. After a few more, she was quite drunk and was complaining about the heat.
âItsâ so hot in here,â she said. âWould you all mind if I took some of these clothes off, just to cool down?â
No one objected as she stood and walked over to the other side of the room. What she did next was a complete surprise to all of us. Unexpectantly, she started removing her clothes, one piece at a time. I wasnât really paying attention but I soon took an interest because when I looked up, all she had on was her bra and panties. I looked at our kids and they were staring at their mother, unbelieving what they were watching. As I looked back at my wife, she was undoing her bra straps, letting them slide down her arms and shrugging off the bra. Then she neatly, put her fingers inside her waistband of her panties and pulled them down, bending over and holding herself in that position, showing her cunt and ass to all of us.
Again I looked at the kids and I could see something in their faces that I never would have expected. Our son was staring at his mother, a bulge suddenly appearing in the front of his pants. Our daughter was squirming a little in her seat, a smile across her lips as she absently licked them, her tongue flicking out to run across their rosy surface. I didnât know where this was leading but I sat back and waited.
My wife turned around and without trying to hide her nakedness, she walked into the middle of the room, a big smile on her face. As she stood in front of all of us, she looked from one to the other, searching our faces for some kind of reaction until she spied the bulge in our sonâs pants. Her grin widened and she moved over in front of him.
âDo you like what you see?â she asked him, moving until her bare skin was inches from his face.
Our sonâs face was turning very red but he couldnât take his eyes off his motherâs naked body as she stood in front of him.
âYes Mom, you are beautiful and I like what I see, very much,â he answered, his tongue licking his dry lips.
Her grin widened on her face as she looked down at him. She then looked at our daughter.
âAnd you baby. What do you think?â she asked her, not moving.
âOh Mom, you have a beautiful body and you look great,â she answered in a low voice.
My wife then moved over in front of our daughter and looked down at her red face.
âWhy donât you come and dance with me,â she said, extending her hands to our daughter, pulling her up to her feet. âCome on, it will be fun.â
I watched the two women move to the middle of the room and then my wife started to sway to some imaginary music, holding our daughter close and making her sway with her.
âHold me like you would any dancing partner,â my wife said as our daughter, slowly wrapped her arms around her. âThatâs it, hold me close.â
The two were swaying together and as they did, I noticed my wife grind her hips against our daughterâs, rubbing herself against the young body in her arms.
âDoesnât that feel good?â she asked after a few minutes.
I couldnât see our daughterâs face but I heard her weakly answer, âYes.â
I looked down the couch at our son and the bulge in his pants was huge. He was watching the two women closely and I could see the lust in his eyes as the women continued dancing. I looked back at the two of them just as my wife reached down and grabbed our daughters ass, holding it firmly with her hand and pressing herself harder into the young body.
âGod, this feels so good,â she said. âYouâve grown into a woman while you were away and it feels so good to have you against me.â
My wife pushed our daughterâs head against her heaving breasts.
âYou can feel the heat from my body, canât you?â she asked as they swayed. âYou can feel my hot skin against your face, canât you?â
Again our daughter answered weakly, âYes.â
âYou donât know how long I have waited for this moment,â my wife said. âTo feel you against my bare skin is making me hotter.â
I felt a movement at the other end of the couch and I quickly looked over in that direction. Our son was getting up, but after seeing his mother shake her head, he sat down again, never taking his eyes off the two women. I looked back at the two women and my wife was doing something I still canât believe. She was slowly pulling our daughters skirt up her legs, exposing her panties to us, running her hands around and over her ass lovingly. I heard my wife groan softly as she continued pulling the skirt higher until she had it around our daughterâs waist.
She then quickly unsnapped the button and unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor. Our daughter stepped out of it and they moved against each other again. They started swaying again to the imaginary music as my wife ran her hands all around our daughters, now panty only, covered ass. Next she started to pull our daughterâs shirt up until she had it around the bottom of her breasts.
âWhy donât you take your shirt off?â she said, looking into our daughterâs face.
I watched them part a little so the shirt could be pulled off then they moved against each other again. My wife then put her hands inside our daughterâs panties and was feeling her ass, pulling her, at the same time, closer and closer. I could see their breasts mashed against one another as they hugged and danced. I watched the panties starting to come down our daughtersâ legs and soon she was stepping out of them too, kicking them aside as they continued their erotic swaying. Before they pressed against each other again, our daughter quickly unhooked her bra straps and took it off.
âOh baby, youâre beautiful,â my wife said, looking down our daughterâs body, her hands caressing her ass again. âYou are beautiful.â
I looked down the couch at our son and he could hardly sit still. The bulge in his pants was straining against them as we continued watching to two women. I heard a small groan come from him as I looked back to find my wife and our daughter, kissing one another, their lips gently touching each other, their tongues licking around each otherâs mouth. I wanted to stop them but at the same time, I had never seen anything so erotic and I was enjoying it so I didnât do anything, just watched.
My wife had never before, said anything that would have alerted me to the fact that she had any sexual feelings towards our daughter so this night and what was happening, was a complete surprise. I looked quickly down the couch at our son and then back at the two women. Now they were openly exploring each otherâs mouth with their tongues, soft groans and moans coming from the two of them. I watched our daughter lean down and take one of her motherâs nipples into her mouth while my wife held her head against her.
âOh yes, baby. Suck my breasts,â she said. âItâs been so long since Iâve felt you on my breast. Suck them for your mother.â
Our daughter was running her tongue in circles around her motherâs nipples and gently sucking them into her mouth. My wife had her head back, her eyes closed as she held the young head against her. After a few minutes, my wife pulled our daughterâs head away from her and leaned down to suck one of her breasts.
âOh yes, mom. Suck my breasts,â our daughter cried out. âRun your tongue all around my nipples and suck them.â
As the two women stood in the middle of the room, our son got off the couch and walked over to them, pressing his bulge against his motherâs ass as she continued sucking the firm, young breasts. I heard her moan softly as he reached around and grabbed one of her breasts, softly running his hand under it and then twisting her nipple between his fingers. She stood up again and our daughter immediately leaned forward and took her breasts in her mouth making her moan louder as our son continued working on her other one.
I noticed my wifeâs hand reach down behind her and find his bulge, which she started to rub. Again she moaned. Her head went back again and as she closed her eyes, I could hear our daughter slurping on her nipples as our son pressed his bulge harder against her ass. My wife pressed herself against him too as they all swayed together in the middle of the room.
After about a minute, our son stepped back from his mother and unzipped his pants, pulling them down quickly along with his underwear and then took his shirt off, throwing everything away from them. He then pressed himself against her ass again and she groaned louder as she felt his hard cock between her legs.