Chapter 3

Brad loosened his tie, and the top button of his shirt slid off his suit jacket and sat on the couch. He noticed the large-screen TV and then several copies of Cosmopolitan Magazine on the table in front. ‘How to Heighten Oral Sex,’ ‘How to Help Your Partner Last Longer,’ and ‘Massaging to a Climax,’ were several titles. He picked up a copy, thumbing through it.

“Find any interesting articles?” Kelly asked, startling him.

“Yes, several I’ll have to try on Abby,” Brad joked, his eyes widening to her appearance.

“I didn’t want to wear anything too extravagant,” she said, smoothing the material of her dress.

“You look absolutely beautiful! I love the pattern on your dress!” He complimented the orange and brown shades of leaves. His eyes took in her sensual beauty with the deep cleavage and short hem of her wrap-around dress. Her light brown hair was neatly brushed, and a hint of perfume, spread by the ceiling fan, proceeded her approach.

“Would you like anything to drink?”

“Bottled water or diet pop would be fine, thank you.” He watched her enter the kitchen, appreciating her petite figure from behind.

Kelly returned, sitting on Brad’s right, knowing that would give him a better side view of her deep cleavage. When she sat by him, the side split of her dress was dangerously high.

He noticed the deep amber colour of her drink as he opened his bottle of water. “Cheers to Diane,” he offered, touching her glass. Kelly took a good swig of her drink, and Brad was able to detect the smell of alcohol in the air.

Brad’s attention was drawn to Diane and Nicky coming from her bedroom. Diane had transformed from a young teen girl in jeans and a hockey sweater into a young woman wearing a short pleated skirt and a low-cut criss-cross top. Nicky was wearing a variation of the same top and short skirt.

“I wanted to wear something nice for my birthday present,” Diane said, going to sit beside him.

“If I may say so, you look very sexy in your top and skirt. Diane, you have a natural beauty and small figure, just like your mother, that looks just as good in the clothes you have on now or your jeans and hockey sweater.”

“Wow, I’ve never been told that before. Thank you, Brad.”

“Keep talking like that, and you’ll end up being my present too,” Kelly remarked, looking straight at his brown eyes.

Diane didn’t want Nicky to be left out, so she stood and had her sit beside him. Diane surprised Brad by straddling his thighs and placing her hands on his shoulders. Her short hem was close to exposing her to him, though he could see her white panties.

“You know you can hold and touch me, especially today.” Brad placed his hands on her small ass cheeks to help hold her in place.

“I’ll go and get the plates and glasses while you two—I mean, you three—get acquainted.

“How long have you and Nicky been friends?” Brad asked.

“About five years now,” Nicky replied, turning more to face him. He looked back at Diane, able to feel her moving against his cock.

“Brad, will you kiss me? Not a friendly one, but a kiss as if I were your lover or girlfriend?” He looked past her to see if Kelly could see them. “Mom knows we might have a little naughty fun, and she’s okay with it.”

Brad moved his hands from her ass to cup her soft face. He swept aside several strands of hair, the same colour as her mom’s. His thumbs moved over her soft skin, and he leaned closer. Their eyes closed as lips barely touched, then she pressed to him. They had a series of short kisses, and then his tongue explored her mouth. Her arms went around his shoulders, and she held him tighter.

Diane broke their kiss, panting for breath, then seemed to attack his lips for more kisses. She breathed heavily through her nose and made a daring move, guiding his hand to her left breast. He felt her tiny globe free of her bra. “You can touch me, my birthday present,” she whispered.

Brad could feel his cock sparking to life as Diane felt her young pussy begin to grow moist.

“Diane, I want Brad to kiss me like that too. You promised to share him with me,” Nicky said, nudging her. She lifted off Brad, getting a glimpse of her white panties. He could feel his growing cock virtually clawing its way out of his pants. Diane smiled at the obvious bulge in his pants. His growing cock is more evident because Abby likes him to keep his cock and balls out of his underwear.