Chapter 5

In Harriet's den over the next hour the women hashed out a plan to educate their offspring and explore the new dimension of their friendship. The first part of the plan was to get Marsha's itch taken care of. Harriet's, husband, Dennis, was the obvious person to take charge of this. It didn't matter that he was so inhibited that they both would have to coordinate the attack. That brought up the question of pregnancy. Marsha related that after her husband's death she began to suffer some severe women's problems. Her gynecologist told her that since she was a widow, the simplest cure would be to remove the baby carriage and play pen since she didn't need either anymore. His attitude angered her so much that she sought another opinion. The doctor she sought out was much less cavalier. He said that, in his opinion, but the removal of her baby carriage was a medical necessity, but the removal of her vagina (the play pen) could be easily avoided. "Who knows with your looks and age you might find it useful." Besides," the doctor added, "if we leave your ovaries in place and remove your uterus, you will have the best of both of worlds, if what my wife says is true." He said that I would not experience the trauma of premature menopause and I would be spared my monthly visitor. He added what she thought was an afterthought, "I think that you should find a use for the play pen. The day and age when a young widow like yourself just sits around and becomes a young spinster are over." Unfortunately, Marsha had not followed her doctor's advice. Until now, that is. Harriet then related that she was safe. She had been on "the pill" for the last year. They next turned their attention to what to do about their daughters. They decided that they would take the young ones to Harriet's OB/GYN for a checkup and a prescription for the pill. That taken care of, they moved on to plot how they would instigate their plan.

The obvious next step would be the seduction of Dennis. Harriet thought that her weekly sessions with the boys was having an effect on him. He was much less cautious about his own state of dress around their daughter. This even though he had resisted almost all attempts by Harriet to start talking to their daughter about her budding sexuality. The only thing she had been able to force Dennis to do was explain to Nancy that she would have a period and that it was connected to her ability have children. The explanation was long on evasions and short on facts and approval.

As they were searching for ideas that would put Dennis in the proper frame of mind, the telephone rang. The call was from the Alumni office of the state university. Harriet had a long conversation with the caller. Marsha heard many "I don't know"s, "we're very busy's, then finally, "give me a number, I will have to call you back".

Harriet turned to her friend and asked, "What year did you graduate from State?"

"That's a little complicated. I attended years ago but didn't officially graduate until five years ago. After Roger's death, I took a couple of courses at the local campus and was able to complete the requirements for graduation. So, my official graduation took place then. Why do you ask?"

Harriet said that the phone call was about a big reunion weekend coming up next weekend. The school was trying to get as many attendees as possible. With a devilish look in her eye she said, "I just had a brainstorm."

Harriet suggested that she and Dennis attend and get one of the last rooms available at one of the local motels, then find that Marsha wanted to go also but couldn't find a place to stay. Harriet would pressure Dennis to share their room with Marsha. From there, they worked out a way of getting Marsha into Dennis's bed. They put things in motion by calling the Alumni office back and making reservations. They then called to make the motel reservations and were somewhat surprised to find that reservations were in short supply for real. At least they wouldn't be fibbing to Dennis when they told him that one room for all three of them was all that was available. With that much settled, they decided to go shopping for some suitable clothes for the reunion. They both needed a new dress and they had to buy new nightgowns. They would pass them off as "I couldn't let anybody see that tired old one." They spent the remainder of the day touring the large department stores in the area. Each woman purchased a complete new outfit including new bras and panties. In addition each bought new sleep wear. They looked until they found the right degree of naughtiness, Marsha's being more revealing than Harriet's - the thought being that since Dennis was used to seeing Harriet's charms, revealing Marsha would get him thinking in the right direction. Marsha also bought a baby doll nightie for Natalie and new underwear for both Natalie and Roger. With Roger's being deliberately too small. They returned home in plenty of time to be there when their kids got home from school.

That evening, Harriet explained about the reunion to Dennis. He acquiesced to the arrangements, knowing that Harriet always made social plans without consulting him. He knew that it was fruitless to try to change Harriet's mind once she had made a commitment. He did wonder at the thought of the three of them sharing a room. Marsha had always presented such a prim and proper aura that he could not imagine her sleeping in the same room with a man, even though his wife was there to chaperone. Not that with his wife's recent escapades he would consider her much of a chaperon.

Marsha fixed dinner for her children. While they were cleaning up, she told them she had bought them some new things and would need them to try them on to make sure that they fit properly. "As soon as we are done here, come to my bedroom."

Marsha arrived first as she had planned. She proceeded to put the new clothes on her bed. Then she undressed down to her bra and panties. She waited until she heard the two coming down the hall to begin removing her bra. The pair was startled when they walked in on their mother mostly undressed. They immediately started to leave, while saying they were sorry to barge in. Marsha stopped them, saying, "That's OK, just stay. I will only be a minute longer". She put the bra on the bed and removed her panties, picking up her new night dress. She took her time putting the sheer panties on then stopping to look at herself in the mirror. She asked Natalie whether the panties were making her butt look too big. Natalie told her mother she didn't think so but what difference would it make as no one was going to see them. Marsha looked at her daughter and said "Well, you never can tell". Then looking at Roger she added "I'd ask you but all I probably would get is that typical 'deer caught in the headlights' look' male response." Marsha then put on the top to the outfit. She then modeled the negligee for them. She reported that she had bought it that afternoon so she would have something nice to wear when she went to the reunion with Harriet and Dennis. Natalie questioned her about what she thought Mrs. Marshal was going to say about Mr. Marshal seeing her in such a revealing outfit. Marsha stunned her daughter by telling her that Mrs. Marshal (Harriet) had helped her pick it out with the coming weekend in mind. " You know, Natalie, I haven't had the pleasure of dressing sexy for a man since your father's death."

Marsha pointed to the rest of her purchases and continued with, "Enough about me. Now I want both of you to try on these new things. But first Roger you take a shower in there, " indicating the master bath. "And after he tries on his things Natalie you can take your turn. And Roger, put on this new pair of briefs."

Roger was curious about his mothers request. Before tonight he had been trying to catch a glimpse of his mother's or sister's bodies without any real success. He had caught fleeting looks on a couple of occasions. But just a few minutes ago his mother had stood naked in front of him and had even mentioned that she knew he was looking. Then told him to stay. Now she was telling him to shower in the master bath and come out in just his shorts. This when just a couple of weeks ago she had admonished him for coming to the breakfast table in his briefs. Then there was this morning. His mother had not only noticed that he only had shorts on but called it to his sister's attention. Then she was putting her hands all over him. He was not quite sure why but it felt very good, especially around his groin. He had gotten hard when he "knew" that was not what was expected. Roger was still trying to fit the puzzle pieces together while he was in the bathroom. He had not arrived at any answers by the time he came out into the master bedroom.

As Roger came into the room Marsha told her daughter, " Your turn now, Natalie, here are your new bra and panties. We'll wait until you have changed to do the fittings at one time."

"Mom you want me to come out of the bathroom in just my undies?" retorted Natalie.

"Why not? You will have more on than I did a few moments ago. I didn't object so why should you."

If the truth be told Marsha's resolve was weakening.

"Please would you just do it for me?"

Natalie looked at her brother and said "I'm doing this for mom; no rude comments from you, little brother. If you tell any of your friends about this I will see to it that you will sing soprano forevermore."

Roger was taken back by his sister's outburst. It wasn't his idea after all. Marsha quickly intervened. She told Natalie that her brother wasn't going to be spreading any tales. She cautioned the kids that happened in the home stayed in the home. That included what they had seen earlier as well as her telling them that Harriet had helped pick out her outfit for the weekend. Natalie went into the master bath and showered. As soon as she was out of earshot Roger asked his mom, "What's up?" Marsha told him that she had been doing some research and she had several things she needed to bring the pair up to date on. He had to wait until his sister had returned. Marsha then started to move about the room, ostensibly straightening and picking up an already neat room. Her real intent was to let Roger to have an opportunity to look at her seminude body without seeming to be staring.

As Natalie emerged from the bathroom, Roger turned his attention to his sister.

"Wow! What a fox!" was all he could manage. Natalie turned three shades of pink with the compliment. "That does not qualify as a rude comment, so your manhood will live to see the light of day." Natalie then slowly pivoted, giving her brother a good look her new bra and panties. The bra was only a size 32 but she had a full B cup. Her panties were not the plain white cotton that her mother usually bought her. They were a light blue and were very lacy. They were cut so that they hugged her hips and covered the minimum in the front.

"Cool, sis. Where have you been hiding?"

"Thanks Rog! You look good yourself. I didn't know that my little brother was interested in girls yet."

Marsha was pleased by the way the exchange had gone. She had been worried that Natalie was going to freeze up and become all modest.

"Ok you two, come over here. It's time to see how those things fit you."

By this time Marsha had taken up a position sitting on the edge of her bed. Her children dutifully came over to her. She had Natalie sit next to her with Roger standing front of them. Marsha had Roger turn around. She put her fingers under the leg bands of the shorts, then remarked, "These seem too tight. What do you think, Natalie?"

Natalie didn't know how to respond. Seeing her daughter's quandary she took her hand out of the shorts and grasped her daughter's hand. Then placed it on Roger's bottom. "Now run your fingers around the band and tell me what you think." Natalie did as instructed. "Ok Roger turn back around so we can check the front."

The feeling of first his mother then his sister fingers running their fingers over his butt excited him. He had become quite hard. Fortunately his prick had been positioned so that as it had grown it pressed its way up and now its tip was just below the waistband of his Jockeys. He was wondering what kind of comment he was going to receive from his mother and sister. The thought of them seeing that he had an erection both embarrassed and thrilled him. He had been trying to expose himself to them for the last several months. That had been why he had been coming to the breakfast table with the absolute minimum he could get away with. Up to yesterday either his mother and sister were ignoring him or they truly didn't notice. Now they were going to actually be paying close attention. He turned to face them.

Natalie's eyes grew to the size of saucers as she saw her mother reach out and trace the outline of her son's swollen member through the material of the briefs. Marsha nodded to her daughter to do the same. "See, these are way too confining." Roger's cock jerked slightly at his sister's touch. He felt he was on his way to the seventh heaven. "Oh, those briefs are way too tight. Let me take them off before they harm you," said Marsha as she reached out and pulled them off her son.

"By the way that's a nice compliment " indicating his erection "that you are paying your sister and me."

She then had Roger and Natalie change places. "Roger first I want you to check your sisters bra cups and the under band. That's the part which runs around her body below her breast."

"Mom you are going to let my nerdy brother touch my tits? That's gross!"

Marsha suddenly remembered what she had really set out to do. "Roger stop now!" Roger hand stopped midway to his sister's chest.

As soon as Marsha saw Roger's hand stop she told the boy "Thank you, I forgot an important step here. Roger, before you touch a young lady you must get her permission, that is, unless she has actually requested the touch."

"Here I will show you how it works." She picked up the hem of her neglige. Turned to look her son in the eye. "Roger would you please put your hand up under here and touch me? I am not telling you that you have to, but if you don't mind, I would like it."

"Mom, can I really?" Marsha smiled and nodded her head yes. Roger moved his hand under the upraised night gown and gently cupped his mother's breast. As he kneaded it, a softly moaned "Yes!" escaped Marsha's lips. "Roger if you will touch the tips of my breast you will feel how hard my nipples have become. That is a good sign how nice your touch feels." Marsha put her arm around her son and gave him a hug."See, Natalie it isn't gross at all." Roger started to remove his hand when Marsha stopped him, telling him he could continue caressing her. " That is unless your sister has something she wants to ask you." Natalie saw the look of pleasure on her mother's face. It reminded her of the look her friend Emile had when she bragged that she had let Mike Marshal feel her up through her blouse. "Mom, could you have Roger check my bra, please?"

"Natalie, I think that Roger will be happy to do that for you. Isn't that true, Roger?" Roger took his time making sure that he examined every inch of Natalie's bra. After he had completed his task under the watchful direction of his mother, he looked his sister in the eye and said "Thank you. I think the bra fits you well. Those are very nice tits you have. I really enjoyed helping you." Natalie couldn't believe how sincere the thank you was or how positively glorious it felt to have her brother's hand running over her breasts.

"Roger, I want you to check your sister's panties for fit. Do it just the way we checked yours. Run your fingers around the leg bands making sure you to pay attention how they fit over her crotch, except on a young lady you call it her mound. Then check the waistband and the fit over her bottom. But first ask Natalie's permission."