Chapter 3

After the night I claimed Greg as my own Mr. Brennan and Greg picking my mom and me up every Saturday night for a night on the town. This double dating was working out just fine as far as I was concerned. Greg and I enjoyed the museum and the concerts but when it came to opera Greg and I went our separate way but always met my mom and Mr. Brennan back at his apartment after our night out. Mom and I didn’t see any reason to be home before Sunday noon.

We had been double dating for a couple of months and we discovered that Michael and Greg were very good amateur chefs. We had finished the dinner Mr. Brennan and Greg had prepared and we retired to the living room to enjoy a glass of wine. My mother sat on the couch with Mr. Brennan. Greg and I sat in separate wingback chairs across from them. I assumed the night would proceed as other nights when Mom and I went over to the Brennan’s. We would have a glass of wine, talk for an hour or so and then mom would go with Mr. Brennan to his bedroom and I would go with Greg to his bedroom.

Mom and Mr. Brennan kissing in front of Greg and me no longer seemed that strange. So when Mr. Brennan put his arm around my mother and gave her a quick kiss. I thought nothing of it. It was my mother’s reaction that was unusual. She put her glass of wine on the coffee table and then put her hands on each side of Mr. Brennan’s face and kissed him passionately for almost a full minute.

I looked at Greg and he was smiling and just shrugged. I shook my head and smiled back. When I looked back at my mother and Mr. Brennan they were in a tight embrace. Mr. Brennan had a hand on my mother’s breast and he was whispering in her ear. My mother put her hand on his thigh dangerously close to his crotch. It was when my mother moved her hand up and squeezed Mr. Brennan’s crotch that alarm bells went off in my head. Yes, I knew my mother was fucking Mr. Brennan in his bedroom. Hell, I was fucking his son in the room down the hall from them. We could even hear them sometimes. But getting that physical right in front of us was definitely something new and unexpected.

I watched in fascination as Mr. Brennan’s pulled her blouse out of the waistband of her skirt and his hand slipped under my mother’s blouse and felt her up. I could tell he was talking to her and she was nodding. My mother was working on his belt. My mother had the snap on Mr. Brennan’s pants undone and his zipper down with her hand in his underwear. Mr. Brennan smiled and winked at me. I gulped a mouthful of wine down.

Mr. Brennan nodded to his son and waved him over. I watched Greg get up, then pass in front of me and sit on the couch next to my mother as he watched his father feel up my mother.

Mr. Brennan’s very hard cock came out of his pants with a lot of help from my mother. His cock was definitely bigger than Greg’s and thicker. I took another gulp of wine as I watched my mother manipulate that magnificent fuck tool. My mother never stopped kissing him as she played with his cock. Mr. Brennan had her blouse undone and pushed up her bra to free her breasts.

Greg called me over. I got up and went over and sat next to him. I figured, what the hell. If my mother was going to have some fun with Mr. Brennan’s big cock in her hand I was certainly not going to be left out. Greg and I might as well have some fun as we watched the show. I reached over and rubbed Greg’s crotch and felt a very hard cock under his pants. Greg didn’t try to feel me up or remove any of my clothes. He was too busy watching my mother and his father

I know my mother noticed when Greg put a hand on her leg. Her skirt inched up her legs as Greg rubbed her thigh. Greg had pushed her skirt three-quarters of the way up her thighs when he moved his hand to her pantyhose covered inner thigh.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I stop Greg from doing what he was doing? Why wasn’t my mother saying anything? She knows it is Greg touching her. She must know Mr. Brennan did not have three hands. Then I heard Mr. Brennan tell my mother, “Open your legs for him.” Mom let go of Mr. Brennan’s cock and opened her legs. She held Greg’s wrist and moved Greg’s hand closer to her pussy. Then went back to kissing and jerking off her lover.

Greg’s hand slide higher up her thigh toward her pussy. Mom spread her legs just enough to encourage him some more. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on kissing and jerking off Mr. Brennan.

I whispered to Greg, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Greg shushed me. I shut up and watched my prime and proper mother getting felt up by two guys. It was unexpected, definitely not like her but she wasn’t complaining. I was certainly not going to ruin her fun. She was aware of what was happening and cooperating. Besides I was curious to see just how far my mother would actually go. I wasn’t above getting a cheap thrill from a little voyeurism.

Knowing my mother knew it was Greg touching her was actually turning me on. Greg reached his goal and my mother threw her head back and groaned. She sat back against the couch and spread her legs a little more. I had a perfect view of Greg rubbing her pussy through her pantyhose and panties. Mom no longer had her eyes closed and looked to be enjoying the attention she was getting. She knew exactly whose hand was up her skirt playing with her pussy.

Mom looked at Greg. She looked down and watched his hand caress her pussy. She looked over at me. Then she turned to Mr. Brennan. “Is this what you truly want, Michael? You want your son to have me right here while you and my daughter watch?” Mom made no attempt to remove Greg’s hand or admonish him.

Mr. Brennan kissed my mother for a long time and sat back slowly, “You do want him, don’t you? We want you to love us both. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

I waited with bated breath for my mother’s answer.

My mother spread her legs just a bit more, “Yes, I can do that. He is a handsome boy. But I want you with me when he has his way with me for the first time. I know you want to see me give him a blowjob. Now that he has his hands on me I want him to fuck me too. I know you want that too but were afraid to ask. I will not be satisfied if I just give him a blowjob to entertain you. If we are going to do this, my dear, he has to lick my pussy and fuck me. I want it all Michael.”

“He will do all those things for you my dear. He will be yours for tonight. I will never put any restrictions on your lovemaking. I will be right here for as long as you need me my darling.”

Greg slid off the couch and knelt between my mother’s legs. His eyes had that same look of adoration that he has when I suck his cock, “I want you, Angela Turner. I want you as much as I want your daughter.” Greg reached up and put his finger in the waistband of my mother’s pantyhose and panties and pulled. Mr. Brennan helped my mother lift up as Greg pulled her pantyhose and panties down and off her legs.

Greg leaned in and started licking my mother’s pussy. I watched with my mouth open wondering why this was happening while I was here. I had a good idea this was all planned by Mr. Brennan, Greg. I had trouble believing it but I knew it was true, ... my mother too.

My mother definitely knew who was licking her pussy and she did not look like she was going to stop him. She put her free hand on Greg’s head. I heard my mom tell Greg, “That’s a good boy, Show your daddy how you lick a woman. Your daddy wants this. I’m yours tonight unless your daddy says different. Now get up here and let me suck your cock. Come now, hurry up and show me what you have in those pants for me.”

Greg stopped licking my mother’s pussy and stood up. He quickly undid his pants and pushed his pants and underwear down. His cock stood almost straight up. My mother took her time examining Greg’s cock as she slowly pumped it, “Strip me, Michael. I want my breast free while I suck your boy’s cock.”