Chapter 9

Saturday dawned cool and cloudy, with a threat of rain in the air. I spoke to my mother briefly at breakfast about her dinner party plans for that evening. Last night she had dropped a couple of bombshells on me, in the form of Ester Jackson and Jennifer Andrews. They had both called her the day before. I had recommended my mother to both of them as a source of a divorce lawyer and the source of a prom dress respectively. She had spoken with them at length and had invited them along on the shopping trip she was taking today with Carla and my sister Paula. On top of that, she invited them to the dinner party. The party was to be only the six of us, with cocktails promptly at six in our solarium. I was having dinner with five of the most beautiful women anywhere and my job was to keep them all entertained while seducing my own grandmother. It was going to be an interesting night.

Mother was headed for the airport in the limo with our driver Carter to pick up Carla who was flying in from San Francisco. They would pick up the other three and head for a spa in Santa Monica where they would spend the day picking out clothes, and being pampered and made ready for the evening. I knew they would arrive at our place all soft and perfumed and full of expensive champagne. My mother usually returned from these outings so horny that she would attack me before and after dinner. I couldn't imagine what the effect would be on these five, but I knew it would be good for me. As my mother left, in her gorgeous designer suit, light colored hose, and four-inch heeled pumps she gave me a passionate kiss, her eyes gleaming with excitement. I knew I was not the only one who would score that night. I think she had her heart set on seducing Ester Jackson, but she had not seen Jennifer yet. My bet would be that she would end up plowing a large dildo between Jennifer's smooth legs and into her maybe virginal pussy. That would leave Ester for my beautiful blonde almost 21-year old sister. I thought I would love to see that brown and white combination. When we broke our embrace, my mother had to spend a few minutes rearranging herself. I had ruined her lipstick and wrinkled her expensive skirt. She had tried to keep my hand from sliding up between her legs but without success. She was breathing hard and I took my index finger and placed it on her lips to she could suck her pussy juice off it. She moaned as she sucked my finger. My cock was bursting. She looked me in the eye and pushed away and headed for the powder room. She was smiling though. If she had not had to meet that flight we would have been on the floor. As she left she admonished me to keep my cock out of the help today because they had so much work to do to get ready. That included Helga's 18-year old niece who would be helping out. I pretended to be crushed but I had had an idea that would occupy me today.

It had not started to rain yet and I appreciated the clouds since I was in the attic above my sister's room. I was installing a couple of digital cameras. They were so small that they would not be noticed. The difficult part was to have them be sound activated. I spent most of the afternoon getting them installed and tested. I had thought about putting some cameras in my mother's room but I knew she would kill me or kick me out of her bed if she ever found out. I was not ready yet to take that chance. The afternoon passed quickly. I got hard just thinking about those five beautiful women trying on sexy clothes and under things and shoes all the while drinking champagne. They would then be served a light lunch and then be bathed and rubbed down with scented oils. They would all be naked and within sight of each other, nervously making small talk while checking out each other's bodies. I could imagine my mother and sister practically drooling over Ester and Jennifer, and doing everything they could to "accidentally" touch or caress them. I expected Carla would receive some attention also.

I spent an hour in our Olympic sized swimming pool doing hard workout laps, formulating my seduction plan of Carla. My mother had said she would set the stage with the spa, sexy under things and shoes and a fabulous dinner with lots of wine. Getting my cock into Carla's mouth and pussy was up to me. When I started swimming I had no clear plan, but by the time I finished I had a decent plan that would work to my mother's and Paula's advantage also. I just wished I could have figured out a way to have them all in the living room down to heels and stockings and garter belts with me taking turns fucking them all. "Oh well."

I had just finished my workout when I saw and heard the limo drive up on the closed-circuit video screen near the pool. I walked into the library where I could watch them as they got out of the big car, without being seen. My mother had forbidden me from seeing them until they made their grand entrance at six. Carter was standing at the door ready to assist their exit. He was a big black man, about 30, who was devoted to my parents. I didn't know why. I did know he was gay or bi, because I had seen him fucking my father in the ass one night while my father was in full drag. He had refused to go to New York when my father left despite my father's pleas.

First came my mother's gorgeous legs, showing a lot of thigh and stretched stocking top. She had a glass of champagne in her hand. She turned and helped Jennifer out. Jennifer was transformed. She was dressed in a suit cut much like my mothers and had on sheer hose and very high, delicate heels. She also had a glass of champagne in her hand and was giggling. She seemed a little wobbly on her heels and with the champagne and all. My mother put her arm around Jennifer to steady her and kept it there. Jennifer looked at her with adoring eyes as they headed for the front door. Carter helped Ester out next. He gave her an appraising look. She looked away. My sister got out next. Did I detect some kind of message between them? Carter had hold of her hand for longer than necessary. Jeeeeese who else was he fucking in this place? My sister caught up to Ester and slipped her arm through hers and walked up the steps very close to her. Ester seemed flattered and pleased, being obviously pursued by this tall blonde beauty with the pert breasts and long legs. Paula was a youthful copy of my mother who exuded sex like a cat in heat. She was very particular and rarely failed to land her prey. Ester was going to be in Paula's bed tonight with Paula's tongue doing magic tricks on her clit. I had watched her more than once bring my mother off with fingers, tongue and dildo. She whispered something to Ester and they both laughed.

Finally Carla's legs made an appearance. I gulped. They seemed even more beautiful than my mother's. Her skirt was longer with a slit that showed a lot of thigh as she slid across the seat of the Mercedes and out the door. There was a flash of expanded stocking top and even a glimpse of garter clip on her dark tan sheer, sheer stockings. My already hard cock got harder. She moved gracefully toward the house on 3inch dark blue patent leather pumps. She had an amused look on her face, missing nothing, enjoying the company of these beautiful women. Her hair was ash blonde and cut to her shoulders, very much like my mother's. She probably weighed about ten pounds more than my mother and was the same 5'8''. On Carla it looked great. She had an air of voluptuousness that was not there with my sister and mother. I sure hoped our plan for the evening worked. I was so hard just thinking about spreading those marvelous nylon coated legs and ramming my 10 inches into her quivering pussy. I first wanted her to want me as bad as I wanted her.

I headed out of the library as Carter started unloading the trunk. It was full of bags and boxes - the sign of a successful day. I had about an hour before the grand entrance so I headed for the shower, wishing I would run into Carmella. I really needed a fuck badly. Unfortunately everyone was in the kitchen or upstairs helping the ladies dress for dinner.

As the hot spray splashed down on me I remembered the evening of my 16th birthday. My mother had made dinner reservations at an exclusive supper club. There would be no problem serving wine and champagne to me and to Paula who was 18 at that time. We went in the limo. I was pressed between my mother and Paula even though there was plenty of room on the seat. I could feel their warm hips and thighs pressed against me and smell their delicious perfume. We were all drinking champagne and laughing about something that happened that week. My cock was rock hard and had been since they had come down the stairs together arm in arm, laughing like schoolgirls. I had watched them seemingly float down our curved staircase. My mother dressed in a dark blue, long silk dress that showed a lot of cleavage and had a slit up one side that showed a great deal of black nylon covered thigh. Her heels were 4-inch stiletto pumps. My sister was dressed in an off-white cocktail dress that was little more than a silk slip. She had sheer light tan stockings on and I could just barely make out the line of a garter belt under the soft material around her waist. She was wearing 4-inch heeled strapped sandals that matched her dress. They both looked good enough to eat.

Paula and I had been experimenting with each other's bodies for about the last year. I would suck her pussy and finger her until she came and she would blow me, but she would not let me fuck her. She wanted it but would never let me. I was very frustrated, but I was not about to give up her cum blasting blow jobs and access to her wonderful tits. My mother was the one I really lusted after. I would hunt through the porno photos on the net and download the ones that looked like her. I had quite a collection of Caroline look-alikes that were being fucked in every possible way. I would jerk off and fantasize that it was me who was laying between her nylon sheathed thighs, jamming her full of my 10-inch meat, while she screamed out her lust.