Chapter 1

Hannah, my son’s fiancée and I were sitting chatting on the sofa a couple of weeks ago, teasing each other as we felt increasingly horny, her big tits straining against her tight top.

My short frame shifted slightly, legs crossed to show off my nice legs in the tiny mini skirt I was wearing, while she leaned in close, her blonde hair was brushing my shoulder. As we lent in for a kiss, Ryan walked in with his familiar grin and dropped a lovely bombshell.

“Mum, Hannah, I’ve got something for you both. One of my work colleagues from another department, so he doesn’t know me that well is a member of a photography club and they need a couple of willing models for a lingerie shoot this Friday night. They had two lasses lined up but they called off at the last minute.I told the guys I knew two hot women who’d be perfect—didn’t mention names, of course. The guys, who don’t know me that well (James, Kevin, Steve, Paul and Dave) are all keen, and they want to capture some real action. What do you say?”

Hannah’s eyes lit up as she turned to me, her hand casually resting on my thigh and squeezing.

“Really? Us modelling sexy stuff for them? That sounds so fucking hot, Anna. I’m in if you are.” She winked, her fingers tracing a slow line up my leg. “Imagine us stripping down together, posing with our asses out while they snap pics of our wet pussies. Bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? I know I fucking would!”

I felt a familiar thrill run through me, my pulse racing at the idea. Already thinking of the outfits we could model in: black basques and stockings, then white teddies, and finally the two nice nice slutty purple sets Ryan bought us both a few weeks ago

Ryan’s work colleagues sounded perfect as Ryan told us all about them.

Hannah and I were now fondling each other as he watched on excitedly—James a tall blonde with a big cock (or so the rumours had it), Kevin an older married guy with grey hair, Steve with a beard and big frame, Paul was short but well built and Dave tall and handsome.