Chapter 17

The burlesque show was amazing. They had seats in the first row of the balcony, which gave them a great view despite the distance. The MC got the whole crowd laughing between acts and the dancers were hot and playful and sexy as hell. They made it saucy and naughty without a hint of shame.

Finn loved it.

Even better, both MacKenzie and her mom seemed to be enjoying it just as much. More than once, he spotted their heads close together. They whispered as they watched, their eyes full of delight. He didn’t know exactly what they were talking about, but he didn’t care. They were having fun.

When the show ended, he almost didn’t want to go home. Almost. The show’s excitement still buzzed in his ears. But then MacKenzie gave him a lustful stare and moistened her lips.

Oh, yeah, they were going home.

They talked about the dancers on the way. MacKenzie had really liked the one who’d dressed like a sexy Fifties housewife. She’d found it funny and sassy, especially when she stripped down to her old-fashioned garters and stockings. Ms. O’Connell had liked the two dancers who’d performed in tandem. They’d been perfectly synchronized as their clothes came off.

Finn—he’d loved it all.

They arrived at MacKenzie’s house and he parked in the driveway. Once they got inside, Ms. O’Connell said she wanted a drink. She didn’t object when he poured glasses of white wine for MacKenzie and himself as well. The small talk petered out as they stood in the kitchen and sipped their wine.

“So ... now what?” Ms. O’Connell asked.

“Well...,” Finn began, “I was hoping for a private show.” He smiled at MacKenzie. “I know you’re wearing something sexy under that dress.”

Her cheeks reddened, but she smiled. “You want a strip tease?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“Mom?” McKenzie asked.

“It could be fun,” Ms. O’Connell mused.

“Will you do it too?” McKenzie asked.

“Oh, I don’t know...”

“We’ve already seen you naked,” Finn said.

“Yeah, but this is different...”

“It’s okay,” he said. He smiled at his girlfriend. “You can go, and then your mom can decide.”

“I’m not going to be very good.” She swirled her wine before taking another sip.

“You’ll be fine. Besides...” He smiled at her mom. “It’s really just foreplay.”

Ms. O’Connell chuckled, low and deep.

“You’ll join us?” Finn asked.

“Mmm hmm.”

“Then maybe we should go to the family room.”

Finn settled onto the couch right next to Ms. O’Connell. Both were fully dressed, which seemed wrong. Finn compromised by kicking his shoes off while they waited for MacKenzie to pick out a CD and load it. When the music started, soft jazz wafted up. It didn’t have a good beat to dance to, but Finn decided that wasn’t important. Especially when MacKenzie stood a few feet in front of them and began to sway.

She moved sinuously. Sensually. She gave him a lustful gaze with half-lidded eyes. Then her eyes flicked to her mother and the corners of her mouth turned up. MacKenzie turned, letting them admire her ass, before she reached back and unzipped the top of her dress. Then she faced them again and began to ease the dress down.

Finn sucked in his breath when the dress slid below her breasts. She’s worn a sheer black nylon bra that hid nothing. Her nipples, areolae, everything was visible through the thin fabric.