Chapter 2

Kate and Erin walked into my bedroom giggling about what was about to happen. They stopped short when they saw me on the bed, dressed as Kate had instructed. I was in a cream-colored blouse and a short skirt, pulled up high, and my pale thighs highlighted by the end of the black stocking tops. My purple skimpy panties were barely visible at the top of the skirt and the purple lacy bra peaked over the open buttons on the blouse.

“Wow Mom! You did it,” Kate said.

“Very cool, Ms. Kennedy!” said Erin.

I asked what was going to happen next, and Erin said that she and Kate were going to play her Dad and I was supposed to pretend to be on a camera with him watching. They said I had to pick a name to perform under. I had been thinking about that during the afternoon and thought I would play up my Irish heritage by calling myself “Sweet Molly Malone” (from the Irish folk song).

“OK,” I said. “Call me Sweet Molly Malone.”

“Well hello Molly, it’s Jason” said Erin, as Kate giggled in the background.

“Well, Jason, it is nice to see you again so soon after our last session.” (I was trying to get into the mood).

“You look particularly hot today, Molly. Can you unbutton that blouse a bit more so I can see that frilly bra you put on.”

“Sure, Jason. You know I wore it just for you to see.”

More giggles from the girls as I slowly unbuttoned my top. My hands were shaking a bit and I fumbled the buttons.

Kate took charge – “Mom! You really have to get used to undressing in front of people. Look, here is what you should do,” and she proceeded to effortlessly unbutton her shirt and remove it in a sexy fashion twirling it around, leaving only in her bra. I stared a her for a minute and then finished my own unbuttoning and removed my top trying to mimic my daughter’s sexy moves.

Kate poked Erin. “You too ‘Rin!” And Erin joined Kate in just a bra. Erin’s freckles continue down from her face to her chest and were dramatic set against her pearl-white bra. I had to force myself not to stare at her.

With the three of us in our bras, Erin then resumed the role of Jason.

“You have great boobs Molly!

“Well thank you Jason.”

Kate said, “Mom you should say something sexier than that.” “How about telling him that they are his to suckle and fondle all he wants.”

“KATE!” I said, “This is already difficult, enough, but I can’t be saying that stuff when you are around.”

“But that is what you have to do,” Kate replied. “The men want to hear that stuff and the women have to put out on cam or they won’t get the clients. They are paying good money for you.”

I tried to comply saying “OK, well Jason, they are yours to fondle and suckle.”

Kate interrupted. “Mom, that had no enthusiasm at all. Watch me do it with Erin.”

“Come here ‘Rin. Put your arms over my shoulders. Look me in the eye. ‘Rin, my boobs are yours to fondle and suckle as much as you want.” And then Kate kissed Erin on the mouth!

I fell back to the bed. “Oh my God, Kate! You kissed Erin.”

“Mom, ‘Rin and I have been kissing and playing for more than a year now. It is fine. We wanted to tell you but now we can tell and show you at the same time.”

Well, this floored me. But more than that, I felt a deep tingle on my clit and moisture forming. I was turned on my watching my daughter and her best friend kiss and talk about being lovers. I had never experienced lesbian sex or had lesbian desires, but this scene really turned me on.

Kate then directed that I remove my skirt and show them my frilly panties and stocking. I complied and by the time I was finished Kate and Erin also were down to their bra and panties as well. While I did it, I watched Kate and Erin continue kissing and saw my daughter’s hands reach under Erin’s bra to pull it up, remove it, and expose her bare breasts, which Kate then caressed.

My heart was beating faster watching and reacting.

“Take off your bra, Mom, so Jason can really see your tits.”

“Kate! Watch your language!”

“Mom, you are preparing to do a sex show for a man, you have to talk their language. The woman yesterday called her boobs ‘tits’ and was really enthusiastic about showing them to us. Why can’t you get into this more?”

“I am trying dear. I don’t strip for a living, you know.”

“You do now, Mom, so make it work.”

Kate pulled off her bra as I tried to unhook mine, again with fumbling fingers. Erin came over, faced me, her bare small boobs up against my body. She reached around and smoothly unhooked me. My breasts fell out in front of her, my nipples grazing her skin and resting on her freckled chest. I gasped as my nipples hardened as they touched her soft skin.

Kate continued her instructions to me. “Now hold your tits up to the camera (the imagined one) and offer them to Jason.”

I followed my daughter’s instruction and offered my breasts to Jason (actually to Erin). And in that moment, I really did want to offer them to Erin, to have her fondle them, kiss them, caress them. My change in mood was evident to Kate and Erin. “Now you’re getting the swing of things, Mom.”

Kate told Erin to give my nipples a little kiss to keep encouraging me, which she did. I gasped again and closed my eyes in pure pleasure. Erin kissed each nipple and then moved up to kiss me on the lips and then back again to each nipple and back to my lips again. When she stopped, I opened my eyes to see Kate nude on the bed masturbating while she watched her best friend and her mom.