Chapter 11

The small dining room was lighted solely by a brilliant array of candles. The effect of the candlelight reflecting on the ornate mirrors and the crystal, fine china, and silver was very festive. The storm was blasting away but it could not intrude on the gaiety of the surroundings. We were seated at the round table that was considerably smaller than the large dining room table in the formal dining room. My mother had picked well in using this more intimate room and setting, perfect for closeness and ideal for continuing a seduction. Everyone was very impressed. The setting was perfect. Carmella and Miguel had outdone themselves. They beamed as we paraded in and they heard the comments of my mother and her guests. Mother was sitting directly across from me with Ester on her right then my sister next to her. I was next, with Carla to my right and then Jennifer between Carla and my mother. The table was not large but we were not crowded, just cozy. It was also perfect for across table conversations. Everyone could easily see and hear everyone else. Everyone could also touch and fondle their seatmates under the table with no difficulty. I expected there would be a lot of thigh rubbing and caressing going on.

I helped seat all the ladies, absolutely amazed at the amount of cleavage and thigh showing in this room. My cock had been hard since the ladies had come down and I was sure it would not shrink until I had had Carla at least twice. Jennifer was telling us about the day. "I was shocked when the limousine drove up and a uniformed driver came to the door. I kind of expected... well I don't really know what I expected. And then when I got inside the car, I am greeted by Carol Stanhope, my girlhood idol, and three other beautiful women, which included Mrs. Jackson from school, and they were all drinking champagne! I was overwhelmed. It was the start of a fantasy day. Jamie, why didn't you tell me your mother was a film star?" She didn't give me a chance to reply before continuing her excited recollection. "I told Carol... er... Caroline, that I had seen all of her films and have all of them except one on DVD. I was just babbling away over lunch today about what wonderful, strong-women you played. I was in shock to think you are Jamie's mother. You were really not what I had expected!" I interrupted, "From the look you gave me when I suggested you borrow something from my mother to wear to the prom, you expected some dumpy old lady, right?" She blushed as everyone laughed.

Dinner was magnificent. Helga had cooked up a feast that excited all the senses. A different wine was served with each course. I noticed that my mother was drinking very little and refusing all refills as I was. As the meal progressed and the wine flowed, inhibitions relaxed. These women had spent the day together exposing their bodies and their secrets to each other and now they were very comfortable. Ester started in on school stories that had all of us in stitches and there was a great deal of laughter and exclamations of surprise when mother revealed that the "beautiful woman" who had greeted them at the spa was actually a man! The sexual tension in the room was very high. Jennifer ate little and rarely took her eyes off my mother. Mother's left hand was often below the tablecloth. I'm sure she was stroking Jennifer's thigh throughout the meal and maybe exploring further up under her white dress. Paula was constantly touching Ester and looked flushed from more than the wine. Carla joined in the storytelling and seemed to be relaxing and thoroughly enjoying herself. I was close enough to smell her delicious scent and to find any excuse to touch her hand or brush her leg with mine. She gave me several looks throughout dinner that held out a lot of promise for later.

Before dessert and coffee was served my mother proposed a toast. "This is to celebrate new beginnings", she said. "Congratulation and best wishes to Jennifer who just received notice of a swimming scholarship to UCLA." We all applauded. "To Jamie for his acceptance to Berkeley. To Paula who just got her first film part, without my influence, I might add!" She laughed as we applauded again. "Some other important changes include Ester. Ester will you make the announcement?" "I have decided to stay here in California and keep teaching... I am separating... no damn it, I'm divorcing that bastard, Jack!" We all sat there for a moment and then Carla said, "Good for you Ester! That broke the spell and we all took turns congratulating her on her soon to be freedom. Ester continued, "and Caroline has invited me to stay here until the divorce is finalized and I find a place on my own. Thank you Caroline." I applauded with the others, but was caught off guard. What would this mean for me? It looked like Ester and Paula were about to become an item. Oh well just go with the flow. If I knew Paula, Ester would need a shoulder to cry on in a very short time, and I would be close by. "Now, Carla has an announcement." Carla turned to me and said, "James when you come up to Berkeley this fall I want you to stay with me. Will you?" I was stunned. What a great idea. "Of course I will, I would be very happy to share your house!" I almost said "share your bed." Carla looked relieved and excited at the same time. I reached over and put an arm around her to give her a hug and a kiss. I let my other had casually drop to her lap. We both were surprised. My hand landed on bare stocking top and garter clip. Her front slit dress must have been gaping open under the table. At the same time I expected my kiss to land on her cheek. She met my lips with hers just as my hand made contact with her black nylon clad leg. We both jerked in surprise and perhaps passion. Her tongue darted quickly between by lips. I stroked her thigh. Carla let out a silent moan and leaned into me. Our breathing was heavy. Her hand covered mine under the table and kept it from moving higher. It was now resting on her bare thigh just above the stocking top.

At that moment Helga appeared with a flaming dessert. Carla and I were able to regain our composure somewhat, but my hand stayed put. Her hand released its grip and I begin stroking the smooth nylon from knee to stocking top. She moved her hand onto the bulge in my pants. We starred at each other. Her eyes were full of mischief and passion. Her leg was so smooth and warm through the nylon, I couldn't wait to have my hard cock in her, the feel of the sheer stretched nylon was making me crazy. It was also having an effect on her. Carla was panting in time with my strokes of her leg, and leaning in close to me. Her hand on my cock had become active, stroking me through my trousers. I think she was surprised by the size of my cock. "Just wait until I have it in your pussy," I thought.

Dessert was a festive event all in itself. Everyone was excited about the news and filled with good food and wine. Jennifer and my mother were giving each other smoldering looks, and occasionally Jennifer would give a little start as one of my mother's fingers would intrude into her secret place up under her dress. But this time all the help had been released for the night. I excused myself to make sure the living room was set up for after-dinner drinks and dancing. I made a detour to the bathroom. On the way I passed the French doors to the library. They were slightly ajar, and I heard, "Ohhh,... ohhh... oh... oh... no... no... Miguel... no... it's... tooooo... big... oh... ooohhhhhhhhh... Jes... us... I... can't... take... it... aaaaaaall. I opened the door and saw Miguel and Astrid silhouetted by the fire in the fireplace.