Chapter 12

As my mom and I were getting ready to shower, I asked, “Don’t you have to go to work today?”

“No, I called in; I want to spend the day with you.”

She turned on the water and stepped out of her high heels and we got into my parents’ big walk-in shower. There were two shower heads, so we were able to stand next to each other under the hot flows to soap and rinse our bodies. Mom washed her hair and I did the same. When we were finished, she quickly dried herself and then toweled me dry; it was a luxurious and sensual experience, especially when she gently ran the soft towel across my belly and down over my cock and balls.

“Since you’re staying home, put on a bikini and we’ll spend some time out back later.”

“Just a bikini?”

“And heels, of course. Dad and I think alike that way.”

“Of course, Sir, whatever you want.”

I went to my own room to get stuff for me to wear; I figured swim trunks, a T-shirt, and flip-flops would work. When I went down to the kitchen, I found Pam working away; she’d cut up a melon into a bowl and laid out plates and forks, and she was taking muffins out of their packaging. She was wearing shorts and a tank top, but she’d obviously remembered my preferences, because she was wearing the three-inch heels she’d worn on our date.

She gave me a bright smile. “Did you have a good night, Big Bro? It sure sounded like mom did.”

“I did, thank you, we both did. Mom will be down soon, and I told her we’d be going out to the yard later.”

In that case, I should change. With your permission, of course.”

“Sure, go ahead.”

She walked out of the kitchen, swaying her hips, and I helped myself to some fruit. A couple of minutes later, mom came into the kitchen, her stiletto heels tapping on the tile floor, and she swung around to give me a complete view. She was wearing a bikini that was almost as revealing as the one I’d not allowed my sister to wear outside; the top covered a bit more of her bigger breasts and the bottom had a T-back instead of just a thong string.

“You look amazing, but that’s almost as revealing as what Pam tried to wear outside a few days ago.”

“I’m glad you like it, and if you think I shouldn’t wear it out you can spank me for my impudence.”

“You needn’t try to tempt me, I don’t need an excuse to spank you, and, as you know, I’ve had an attitude adjustment since then.”

“That’s an interesting way to put it, but I get the message; I didn’t have much doubt about that after last night.”

Pam came back into the kitchen wearing the same incredibly sexy bikini she’d put on to provoke me into spanking her, but this time I just grinned my approval. She’d kept on the high heels she’d been wearing earlier, but she frowned when she saw our mom. “I have got to get some new heels,” she grumbled.

Mom nodded. “Yes, you do, your father would like that. Your feet are a little smaller than mine, but you can try wearing anything you want from my closet until we go shopping.”

Pam’s expression brightened. “Thanks, Mom,” she said, and she left the kitchen again.

I gestured for my mom to come to me, and when she did, I put my hands on her hips and kissed her. She was as receptive as she’d been the night before, and our tongues swirled around inside her wide-open mouth. She put her arms around my shoulders and I slid my hands up to cup her breasts. Her nipples hardened at my touch and she moaned softly into my mouth.

I backed away far enough to whisper, “You get turned on pretty easily.”

“I’ve always had a strong sex drive, and my past fantasies just keep flashing through my mind. You’re transitioning into the man we always hoped you’d become.”

I shook my head ruefully. “I feel like I’ve gotten a late start and have a lot to learn.”

She smiled. “It’s never too late. Your father will be happy to teach you ... and so will I.”

My mind pictured a riding crop. I hope she’s implying more than just sex, that she’s talking about dominance and teaching me how to express that safely and effectively.

At that moment, Pam came back to the kitchen, teetering on a different pair of mom’s four-inch stiletto mules. These had closed toes, which would keep her smaller feet from sliding forward as they might in an open-toed shoe. I held out my hand to her and she walked carefully to press her body into my side, completing a three-way embrace. I kissed her and she kissed back eagerly, and, as our tongues tangoed, I considered the differences between her and my mother.

From the neck up, they looked like sisters, with the same blue eyes and long blonde hair, and they both had flat bellies and tight, rounded asses. But, like their kisses, their bodies were different. Pam’s kisses were enthusiastic and her body was centerfold material, slender but shapely, with perky breasts. Mom’s kisses had the techniques of years of experience and her bigger breasts were firm globes. But despite those minor differences, I was the lucky guy holding two of the sexiest women on the planet.

After breakfast, I went outside to uncover the hot tub and turn on the jets while mom and Pam cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. When I looked up from the controls, I saw Pam leading mom out the door and carrying several towels. But then we all heard the distinctive ring tone from mom’s phone that told us dad was calling her.

“Go ahead, I’ll be a few minutes,” she said, and she headed back into the house. Pam dropped the towels on one of the chaises and stood next to the hot tub, looking at me as though waiting for instructions. I pointed to her shoes and then to the tub, and she stepped out of the high heels and used the hand-rail to keep her balance as she gingerly lowered herself into the roiling hot water. I kicked off my flip-flops and joined her, and she embraced me and kissed me lightly.

“I missed you last night,” she said, “but I know you needed to spend that time with mom.”

I returned her kiss, then said, “I hope you’re not jealous.”

“Not jealous, Bro, just envious. I like having sex and sleeping with you.”

“I like being with you too, but now there’s mom and dad in the mix.”

“I know, and I want to be with dad too. I think things are going to be complicated for a while.”

“I’m sure that’s true, and we’ll just have to roll with the punches while we sort things out.”

“Speaking of sorting things out...” She rubbed my crotch suggestively.

She was in the water up to her collarbones; with the jets going, no nosy neighbor could see below the waterline. I kissed her more seriously, pushing my tongue into her mouth. I tweaked her nipples through her bikini top, and she slipped her hand down into my trunks and stroked my cock.

I was limp when I entered the tub, but my sister quickly got me hard. I slid my other fingers inside her tiny G-string bottom and pushed a finger into her pussy, and I was unsurprised to find it full of her slippery secretions.