'Mom' had been gone for two months. She always came home alone to see her grandkids over Christmas while 'Dad' stayed back to watch the motor home. While she was gone I found my mind wandering back to the time we fucked on the family room floor in September.
Her daughter, my wife Cheri, had no idea there were times when we'd make love and I'd be seeing her mom in my mind as well. Cheri and her mom were alike in many ways. Cheri's 36 C's were firm and she didn't mind letting others see them. She was like her mom in the size of her nipples though and the passion in which they both loved sex.
No one I knew could give a blow job like Cheri. She put all of her self into it and made me feel so much like a man when she focused on my cock and my balls. Often, during our love-making I'd tell her that I'd love to share her with someone else. Some nights we'd fantasize about another man joining us. Other nights we talk about adding another woman to the mix. Either way was a huge turn on for both of us.
Cheri wasn't home from picking up the kids yet and I was feverishly trying to finish up the latest project and having a hard time keeping my mind on my work. Instead I'd drifted off into fantasy land and was thinking about how great it would be to watch Cheri sucking some guy off when my thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. So much for work...or fantasy. Family life beckoned.
As we sat around the supper table the talk of school soon turned to the excitement of 'Grandma' coming home. Cheri reminded me that I was to pick her up tomorrow afternoon. Grandma (or 'mom') flew in this afternoon. She was going shopping in the morning with her sister and then I was to pick her up and bring her home for the evening. Looked like that work project would take one more day. "I hope the editor understands", I thought.
I worked for a couple of hours the next morning before taking the 1 1/2 hour trip into the city. I wasn't particularly looking forward to this trip. When mom and Daisy got together for their annual shopping trip one could never tell what would happen.
Daisy, or Delores by her birth name, was two years younger than mom. Unlike mom, she was blessed with what I'd guess to be 38D sized breasts. She wasn't the thinnest person around, and she dressed modestly, but even so her tits were always obvious. Daisy must have gotten the boob gene in her family. Her daughter Jan was equally blessed.
The annual shopping trip was usually something of a ruse. While we suspect that there were some actual purchases made, the trip usually amounted to going to a local mall, doing some window shopping and then spending a few hours at 'lunch' complete with lots of booze, little food and various forms of appropriate and inappropriate conversation.
As I pulled into mom's driveway my suspicions were raised further. Daisy was to drop mom off at her house and I was supposed to pick her up after Daisy left. I checked my watch. I was on time, but no one was home. Rather than sit in the cold I let myself into her house with my key. 'Guess I may as well watch some TV' I thought.
I made myself some coffee and went into the TV room. The room had a large screen TV along one wall complete with surround sound. The other wall had a very comfortable leather sectional couch. I'd fallen asleep watching many football games on that couch.
I was just settling in when the door opened and I heard two very drunk, very happy women laughing as they came in the door. That rest didn't last long. I got up to greet a very inebriated Daisy and mom.
Mom waltzed in and planted a big kiss on my lips. I was taken back by her forward move and glanced at Daisy. Daisy smiled and giggled. "Don't worry darling," She quipped, "I know all about your little rendezvous and your secret is safe with me."
'This is getting stranger by the minute' I thought. The ladies put their shopping bags down and laughed as they made their way into the family room. I'd just started watching an old movie when they came in and we sat down and made small talk while the movie played in the background.
During on particularly long lull in the conversation 'mom' broke the silence. "I called Cheri and told her that we'd be a little late. I don't want the kids to see me in quite this state. So you don't need to worry about us rushing off."
"All right. No problem," I said wondering why there seemed to be sudden mood swing in the room. Mom continued...
"That will give us some time to take care of a little business that Daisy and I have been talking about this afternoon."
"And that business is?"
"Well," Daisy said after a few minutes of silence, "I was told that you have the best cock my sister has ever seen. I told her I wouldn't believe it until I saw it..."
I don't know if I hid the shock in my face very well or not. The last thing I ever expected to be asked to do is to show my tools to a group of women. Granted Cheri and mom had both commented on my dick, but I had no idea it would become public knowledge. The thought of exposing myself to them though did start some stirrings below. Still, I wasn't sure about all this. Mom continued....
"Daisy said she hasn't seen cock since her husband died 20 years ago and that she was really in need of some. We got talking and I just figured that you were a safe enough specimen for us to use," Both women let out a loud laugh, "Now be a good boy and show us your dick." Both women laughed again and sat back on the couch to see what I'd do.
Not sure what came over me. I was the sober one in the group after all. But my words came out before my brain started. "I would be happy to do that ladies but I don't really think it's fair for me to show you my stuff without something in return."
The ladies looked at each other and then me. "Alright," Mom said, "What are you thinking?"
"Well," I love tits. If you both show my some boob, I'll drop my drawers." I could feel my cock stiffen as I waited for their response. I'd always admired Daisy's 38D's and wondered if this was my chance to get look at them.
