I reached up taking her hand, effectively pulling her down next to me there on the couch. Reluctantly, she allowed herself to follow, though quickly taking her hand back once she had sat down.
“You need to relax,” I told her again. “Remember the other day in the shower?” I actually watched her cheeks color up a little as I reminded her of that.
“Yeah so?”
“Well, you did me a BIG favor. Now…let me do you one,” I told her.
She hesitated before responding, obviously considering it though only briefly, and then placed her hands on either side of her preparing to stand. “I don’t think…”
I pulled her down again, not letting her get up. “Like you said…this one’s between us,” I tried.
“As tempting an offer as that is…I really don’t think…”
“That’s just it mom. Don’t think. Don’t think about it one way or the other. Just relax, let me relax you…think of it as Aunt Diane preparation for the evening ahead. Come on, you’re as jumpy as a cat. And you know how much that really does upset dad, seeing the two of you constantly going at one another’s throats, even if you both make it look and sound like you’re not.
Everyone else knows that you are. So…how about just relaxing, not thinking and getting all worked up over their arrival here this evening. I mean who knows mom? Maybe now that she and Uncle G aren’t married anymore, she’ll lighten up a little.”
“I doubt that Jacob, if anything, might even be worse because of it.” At least mom seemed content to sit there for a moment longer while we talked anyway.
“Yeah? Well here’s something else you should think about and try,” I told her. “Who knows…maybe you’re right, about her, and if you are…if you were to act like this instead of that, you might see an entirely different person emerge from her because of it.”
I then told her my thoughts, explaining it all to her in detail. At first she just sat there looking at me like I’d suddenly turned insane. But slowly…over the next hour she began listening to reason, seeing where I was headed with this, what I thought could, and very possibly would happen should she actually do this.
“I don’t know Jacob…and besides, your father…”
Once again I surprised her. “Let me be the one to worry about dad this time,” I informed her. “Maybe it’s time that he and I had a son to father chat.”
I could see mom was already starting to loosen up a little, far less antsy and nervous than she had been less than an hour ago. “You know…maybe I will go upstairs and have a little nap,” she teased knowingly. “Maybe that might help.”
“Nap hell mom…you just need a good old fashioned pussy licking, and I just happen to know the best person here that can give you that. Like I said…I owe you one after the other day. And like you said…this one’s between us.”
Ten minutes later I was kneeling on the floor between mom’s legs, each one draped over my shoulders as I sat there flicking her hard little clit with my tongue. My hands kneaded her soft pliant titty-flesh, playing with those amazingly hard nipples of hers, which of course had simultaneously gotten me hard as well.
“God…you do that even better than your father does,” mom said, shocking me a little.
“How about Aunt Sophia?”
Mom moaned, though she chuckled too. “Maybe as good…but even if you’re not quite there yet…with practice, you sure as hell will be,” she added, sighing pleasurably as I drew her hard little nubbin in sucking, holding it.” “OK…maybe you are,” she sighed pleasurably again.
Reluctantly I let go of one of her breasts, my hand now traveling down running up inside that super slick passage of hers. Almost immediately I found that soft little spongy spot up inside, rubbing and caressing it with my fingers as I continued to suck-nibble her precious clit.
“Fuck…where’d you learn how to do that?” she asked, arching her back, pressing herself even more forcefully against my face.
“Aunt Sophia,” I beamed proudly. “She told me. Told me that next time I was munching on my mother…that I should try doing this.”
“Remind me to tell her thank you,” she sighed once again, slowly face-fucking me now as I continued stroking her sweet spot, rapidly flicking her clit back and forth now with my tongue as I felt her breathing suddenly intensify. “Never mind…I’ll thank her personally myself in another way,” mom groaned, and then launched herself, climaxing explosively against me as I held on for dear life.
**
I actually found I was as anxious and nervous as mom was, though for an entirely different reason. Seeing Beth again was something I was looking forward to, but let’s face it, a lot of time had passed. The fact we had never once spoken about that night, what we’d both done watching one another. Not a single word had been uttered even, including that night. So it was not without a small bit of trepidation that I was curious as to how she’d act, respond around me after their arrival.
A short time later we heard dad’s car pulling up into the drive. Mom and I both nervously stood there in the sitting room though no doubt for completely different reasons. Moments later the door opened, Aunt Diane walking in first, Beth following behind, though to be honest, it took me a moment to realize it was even her, she had changed that much!
“Welcome,” mom said courteously enough, hugging dad’s sister, as she returned the hug though it was far less than the way she hugged me moments later. I was hardly aware of that, however, still staring at Beth as she stood there looking back at me, a small smile on her face as she said, “Hello Jacob…been a while hasn’t it?”
If I didn’t know it was Beth, I’d have never recognized her. Gone was her long blonde hair. It was now coal black, cut short along one side, swept over towards the other hanging just below her ears. It had been tipped with bright red coloring, almost looking as though she had flames in her hair the way it had been styled. In addition to that, she now wore dark eye-shadow,