Chapter 29

We were all sitting around the large table next to the pool drinking Champagne. I was wearing a tuxedo, Jennifer a stunning cobalt blue knee-length sheath dress with a low cut neckline. It showed off her fabulous legs and her beautiful up-thrust breasts. She was pretending that she had not walked into Caroline's bedroom and seen mother bent over the back of her loveseat with me ramming my 10-inches into her juicy pussy from behind while she screamed, fuck... me... fuck... me... James!!!!". I was pretending that I had not seen her standing against the wall in the foyer, silk slip pulled up, and two fingers jammed into her tight pussy while she watched us. Caroline knew all of this and I suspected that she had planned that little show for Jennifer's benefit.

Helga was also at the table sitting very close to Ester Jackson stroking her stocking-clad leg. I had not seen my sister in several days and suspected that she had moved on to a new partner or partners. It looked like Helga had moved in to give comfort and sex. Eventually Ester would end up in Caroline's bed also with or without Helga. Helga had also made a run at Teresa but without success so far. I was confident that she would nail Teresa eventually. Teresa really liked lesbian sex now that Caroline had introduced her to her big dildo. Even Carter was on the scene. He was sipping on a soft drink since he was our driver for the night. Caroline was waxing nostalgic about her own prom and some guy named Alex. She was wearing designer jeans, a very sheer blouse with no bra and her nipples strained hard against the material.

"Hello everyone, I just had to see the prom couple" Linda announced as she strolled out to the pool deck. I was in shock that she had shown up. I knew she wanted to see her competition, but I thought she was too mature to come by like some jealous lover. She handed me a box with two corsages in it.

"Good grief, I forgot all about the corsages". I apologized to Linda for having to make the trip. I was embarrassed that I had gone off and left them at the shop although the way Linda had fucked me it was little wonder I even had a brain left. I was somewhat chagrinned that I had thought less of Linda for showing up. Although I did suspect she was glad of the excuse to check out Jennifer. Linda was looking particularly delicious, in a tight summer frock, hose and high heels.

"No problem James — just wanted to make sure your evening started off alright"

My dick came to full attention when she leaned over and kissed me. She was gracious when she was introduced to Jennifer. Jennifer blushed slightly from the kiss on the lips she received from Linda. That really got me thinking and hard as hell!

Linda gladly accepted a seat and a glass of champagne that Carter brought her. He obviously liked what he saw because his erection was obvious. We all pretended not to notice but Linda seemed a little flushed. It was obvious she liked knowing that other men could look at her and want to fuck her. I just smiled and wondered how I could get them together. Perhaps I could send Carter to the shop some day to take my place.

Linda made no attempt to pull her skirt down. She showed a lot of creamy silken nylon covered thigh. Helga stared with undisguised lust. Even Ester shifted in her chair and licked her lips. I wondered if Linda would consider a threesome with me and Ester. The thought of that black-white combination, with Linda's head between Ester's luscious thighs while I fucked her from behind made my cock even harder. I also knew my dear sister would jump at the chance to bed Linda now, even if she had to share her with me.

The phone rang. Mother looked puzzled and slightly annoyed that we were being interrupted. She gave up her struggle to ignore it especially since it was on a low table right beside her.

"Hello... Oh... James... what a wonderful surprise! Yes I'm fine... we were just having a small send-off for Jamie. He's off to the prom."

She listened for a few more seconds. Fortunately for mother, the others started up their conversations again, and another round of champagne was being poured. I watched her across the table. A beautiful blush made it way up her neck. Quickly her face reddened and her nipples hardened. I could not ever think of a time when I had seen that reaction in my mother. When she had said "James" with such warmth, I knew she was talking to my father's brother, James (*) See Christmas Stockings). I was named for him. I knew they had always been close, but what had I missed? She listened for a little while longer, nodding to herself, unconsciously crossing and uncrossing her legs, all the time smiling. Actually she was glowing. I would have loved to be able to hear what he was saying.

"Wonderful, we will see you then. Yes... I... we... are looking forward to seeing you soon."

"James, it's your uncle James." She handed me the phone, still beaming, with a kind of far away look in her eyes. We chatted for a few minutes. He had called from Sri Lanka to tell us he would be returning to the U.S. in July, and would visit as soon after his return as possible. He hoped to spend most of August with us.

James was in his 50's but you would never know it. He was about 6'1' and slim and fit. He was my father's older brother — actually half brother. They had the same dad. His mother had died when he was in his teens. He seemed to be around most of my life and usually spent Christmas with us and he never forgot my birthday, or mother's. He set aside a month each year to spend with me.

Uncle James had bought and sold several business and had made a lot of money over the years. Right now his company was doing some kind of contract work with the government. He was always calling in from some exotic locale or god-forsaken place. He was a widower and had been since before I was born. James attracted beautiful women like crazy but never remarried.

I asked mother about that once and she told me that he would never remarry since he had had only one love in his life and when she died of cancer he fell apart. She said he sold everything and disappeared for a year and then suddenly showed up at our home out in the valley where we lived at the time. His only explanation was that he was traveling. He had obviously made some money but he was a physical and emotional wreck. He moved into a spare bedroom for a few months and bought a small electronics company. Caroline said that she and James had become close and had spent a lot of time together while she was between acting jobs. They would go to the beach, or to the mountains, or just out for a walk. Dad was working for a weekly network program at the time and was gone a lot. He told her about some of his experiences as a young Marine in Vietnam, but never would talk about the wounds he received. I had seen the scars he still carried on his legs and back. He had other scars too and when asked he would just laugh and say he was "defending a lady's honor".

After I turned 16 he paid for a year of flying lessons. James had a collection of planes that he kept in a hanger at Ontario Airport, along with his first car a black 1964 Pontiac GTO. Last summer we flew his beautifully restored WW II B-25 bomber to Abbottsford British Columbia for the weeklong air show. He got me a leather bomber jacket to match his with Leslie's Heroes painted on the back. All his planes were named Leslie after his late wife.

I only knew that she was about ten years older than he and they had only been married twelve or thirteen years when she died. He had several photos of her and them in his hanger office. He showed me his two favorites — both taken about Christmas just after they met. One was the two of them with Santa. Leslie was a drop-dead gorgeous blond sitting in Santa's lap with a great deal of very sexy leg showing - Uncle James was standing close in his Marine sergeant's uniform. The other photo was obviously in a restaurant. He was in a tuxedo and she in a low-cut black cocktail dress with a gold heart on a gold chain around her neck. Her blue eyes sparkled. They both looked as happy as anyone could be. They had had a daughter who he adored. She lived in New York with her family, and was an editor of a fashion magazine.

James was a quiet strong man who was always going to someone's rescue. He had helped my parents financially when they needed it most. He hated bullies and uncaring people. He never hesitated to go to anyone's aid and I had seen him use his martial arts skills a couple of times to great effect. We looked a lot alike and people often asked me if I was his son. I wanted to be. He was my hero and mentor while growing up. He was also a babe magnet, which enhanced my stature with women. He also taught me a lot about life.

Seeing mother's reaction to his call got me thinking. Whenever he showed up she would fly into his arms and he would hold her a long time. Jeeeeze, it hit me like a bolt... Caroline was in love with him! In my own egocentric teenage world I had somehow missed that fact - no surprise there. From her reaction to his phone call it appeared the feeling was mutual. Something physical was obviously going on between the two of them.

Jennifer and I passed on the next round of Champagne. It was time to go. I was glad the entourage did not accompany us to the car. With a few waves they sent us out the door. I did notice that Linda had slipped Carter her card. They exchanged a few heated looks. It appeared Linda was going to get her black cock wish after all. I just wished I were going to be able to see it and record it. It also appeared that Caroline had not missed the exchanges either. I bet that she would keep Linda there until Carter got back from dropping us at the prom and arrange for Carter to take her home because she would be in no condition to drive.

Jennifer and I climbed into the big back seat of the Mercedes. What great memories I had from the sex in that car. The dark glass partition was up giving us lots of privacy. She moved close to me and said "God, I thought we would never get out of there. This whole prom thing has become such a project. Do you regret agreeing to go with me?" Her beautiful blue eyes looked at me coyly as her pink tongue traced her lips. My cock came to full attention. "We'll have a great time. You look beautiful and you will be the most beautiful woman in the place tonight." She reddened and pushed closer. Her thigh was hot against mine. I kissed her. It was supposed to be just a kind of break the ice kiss but she answered with such heat, I was taken by surprise. Her tongue pushed between my lips and she threw her arms around my neck pulling me close. I kissed her back hard and pulled her into my lap, letting her feel my cock against her sweet ass. So much for my plans of a slow seduction. It was obvious that she was as worked up as I was, maybe more since she had not been fucked earlier. Her dress hiked up showing reinforced stocking tops and garter clips. I ran a hand over the smooth warm stretched nylon. She moaned into my mouth. He ass ground onto my engorged cock. I knew she could feel it through the thin material of her dress and slip. She broke our kiss and looked at me. "God, how I want you. I want to feel... what it's like with a man. To feel... your... hard... cock... slamming into me like you did today with Caroline." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned as I moved my hand up the nylon and across her firm flesh and cupped her moist mound. I wanted to fuck her right on the seat where I had first fucked my mother but that was not part of Caroline's plan. Or was it? We had planned for me to get Jennifer drunk and hot and then fuck her on mother's bed while she helped. I knew it would take more self-control than my dick had to keep from fucking Jennifer before we got home. She was so hot and ready. "You will feel me inside you soon Jen. I want you too, but I don't want a before the prom quickie" I heard myself say. I was lying, but there was no time we were almost at the restaurant. I moved my hand from her mound and left it on her hot firm thigh. She kissed me slowing and passionately the rest of the way to the restaurant. My cock was about to burst. The next thing I knew the car was stopped. I ceased my rubbing of Jennifer's smooth teenage thighs and helped her rearrange her dress. She grabbed her purse and pulled out lipstick and compact to repair the damage. Carter helped Jennifer out of the car and we made our way up the steps, flushed and still a little unsteady. My cock was still fully erect.