(Note: I would like to thank all of those who sent feedback after reading chapter one. It was greatly appreciated and some of the ideas that were suggested may find their way into future installments of this saga. I had already been mulling some of them but variations of things I came up with were suggested...we'll see where my muse takes this story. I'd be interested to hear if any couples share these stories with their significant other as a way to spice up their sex lives. Enjoy!)
Part One
I had always assumed our neighbors Brandon and Jessica were married but they weren't. A few weeks after my last story left off I found that would soon change. Brandon came by our house one day to share the good news with my folks. Neither one of them wanted a big expensive wedding so he and Jessica were going to get married at city hall in a couple weeks. Even though there wouldn't be a wedding, Brandon wanted a big blowout bachelor party/trip to Las Vegas before he got hitched. He invited some of his buddies to go and asked my dad to come as well. Brandon also said if Uncle Ted could make it back out he was invited too. The two of them had met on one of Uncle Ted and Aunt Susan's trips out and the two of them really hit it off.
Even though Uncle Ted and Aunt Susan had been to visit not long before, he jumped at the chance to go to Las Vegas to party and gamble. They arrived the following Thursday night and in the morning the guys left with Brandon's crew for Vegas. That left Aunt Susan and my mom to hang out, shop, and do whatever they pleased for the weekend.
I had some exams coming up so after I got out of school I went to the library on campus to do some studying. This was definitely not the way I wanted to spend my Friday night, but I was determined to do well in community college so I buckled down and did my best to get good grades. After frying my brain pouring over pages and pages of notes and textbooks I was done for the day. The sun was setting as I left the library and headed to a burger place across from school to grab a bite to eat before heading home.
When I got home I tossed my backpack on the ground near the front door and found my mom, Aunt Susan, and Jessica were listening to some music and relaxing with some drinks in the backyard in our new hot tub. Jessica was wearing the same yellow bikini she wore to the bar-b-q, my mom was in her usual, fairly modest, pink bikini with black polka dots, and Aunt Jessica in a teal and black one-piece.
I greeted the three of them and my mom said, "With the boys away, we decided to have our own little celebration for Jessica."
"Sounds like you've been having a better Friday night than me. I just left the library and have been studying my ass off."
"Turn around," said Aunt Susan, and I did. "Nope, it's still there," she joked and the three of them laughed. They were talking pretty loudly and slurring their words a little as they spoke so I'm sure they'd been drinking for a while. Their glasses were almost empty so I offered to get them another round of margaritas. After they downed their drinks they handed their glassed to me and I headed inside.
I blended up another batch of margaritas for the ladies, and brought them out back. As I approached I heard my mom ask, "What do u think the boys are doing right now?"
Aunt Susan answered, "They're probably drunk off their asses, getting lap dances at a strip club."
My mom shushed Aunt Susan, worried that Jessica would be concerned about Brandon being at a strip club, but Jessica said she was okay with it. She said she's pretty liberal and it was Brandon's last hurrah, so if he was getting a lap dance she said she didn't mind.
"Too bad Chippendale's guys aren't in town, or we could go see strippers too," my mom chimed in.
Aunt Susan said, "Who needs Chippendales, we have a handsome young man right here," as she looked over at me.
"Susan Marie..." my mom began to scold her sister.
Before she could finish her sentence Jessica held up her drink and yelled, "Woohoo! Yeah, take it off!"
I could see the annoyance on my mom's face as Jessica and Aunt Susan began to chant "Take it off...take it off."
I'm sure I blushed as they chanted but I figured, why not. I looked at my mom, shrugged, and said "Gotta give the ladies what they want," and I began to move to the dance music that was playing. I only had on a t-shirt, blue jeans, and my boxer briefs so the show wasn't going to last very long if all I did was strip so I figured I'd stretch it out a little.
I just danced for a bit, turning around and shaking my booty for the women, then slowly pulled my t-shirt off over my head as Aunt Susan cheered "That's what I'm talking about!"
The two of them cheered and whooped as I went along. My mom seemed to relax a bit as I swayed and I assumed she was beginning to get into it as well. Given the fact that she was drunk, and we'd been screwing like rabbits for weeks, I'm guessing it was probably turning her on a little.
I began swinging my t-shirt over my head and tried to think of what a stripper would do. I recalled I'd seen them run shirts or whatever over their butts and between their legs like they were drying themselves off with a towel so I whipped the shirt around behind myself, grabbing it with my other hand, and began running it over my ass. I then turned sideways and whipped the shirt between my legs, and began running it between my legs, thrusting my hips to the beat. I looked directly into each of their eyes, with a devilish smile, and licked my lips in what I hoped was a sexy way.
"Yeah, baby, woo!" cheered Aunt Susan.
"Ow!" added Jessica.
After running it between my legs for a few more beats I swung it over my head again and threw it to my mom.
I continued swaying and gyrating to the throbbing beat, then turned to face the hot tub and undid the button on my pants.