She rolled her eyes; “Here we go again, my mother the match maker.”
Cindy took pride in her appearance. Her five, foot-five 40D, 34, 44 stats would make any man drool. Her greatest features are her long red hair, button nose, ruby-red lips, and captivating emerald-green eyes. She also has a voracious appetite for sex. Her actions often caused a lot of friction between her and her mother, a religious fanatic who often called her a whore and a bad sinner.
Her mother, JoAnne is more petite, five, foot, three, with a sexy hourglass figure. At 65 she considers herself ‘one hot momma,’ with an insatiable sexual appetite. She has short Auburn hair, green-eyes, a great smile and a witty sense of humor. She is also a widow.
Mother and daughter recently discovered they were having a sexual affair with the Reverend Herb Caldwell.
At first Cindy was horrified, and hurt because she felt that she might be falling in love with the man. She was ready to tell the hypocritical preacher-man off, and would have walked out of his life completely, if he had not stopped her and confessed his own love for her.
They had just spent the night talking things out and decided to remain boyfriend, girlfriend and see what happens.
“Momma, what do you think?”
“I think we will have one hell of a night this coming Friday!”
Cindy just happened to have a four-day weekend. She agreed with her mother, but emphasized the need to be discrete. It was essential to make sure no one from the church found out. Adding she wouldn’t want to see the good man’s goose cooked.
She stretched, and yawned. “Well momma I have not been to bed yet, I spent the night talking to Herb, and discussing out possible future.”
“Oh sweety, I am so glad you two got together, maybe one day I will have grandkids to spoil.”
“Don’t rush it mom, I am not ready for the pitter patter of little feet.”
“Ok, well you go home, get some rest and I will phone the preacher and set up things for Friday night.
Cindy puts her cup in the sink, walked over, and hugged her mother. “You know I really love you.”
“I know dear, now go get some sleep. I will call you later on.”
“Okay mom.”
JoAnne could not remember the last time she was this excited. She had always had a secret fantasy about doing a threesome. One where the women, drives the man wild, no lesbian stuff, the mere thought of it makes her cringe.
Her nipples and clit were screaming for attention. She wanted to rush into the bedroom, find her toy, and cum like crazy. However she decided to make arrangements for Friday night first.
She would make a list of what she was making for dinner and what she needed to get at the market. Wondering if wine would be acceptable, then decided not to get any as she did not want to dull any of her senses.
She then walked over to the recliner, sat down, and dialed the parsonage. Her hands were shaking so bad she almost dropped the phone.
After a few rings the preacher picked answered.
“Hello Reverend, this is JoAnne. How are you doing today?”
“I’m fine, but a little tired. Have you spoken to Cindy she was headed your way a couple hours ago?”
“Yes, I am so happy for the two of you. That is one reason I am calling. Are you free Friday night, and Saturday? If so, Cindy and I would love for you to join us here at my place, for dinner, and some sexy play, maybe even a threesome.”
She paused to hear his reaction. After a moment she didn’t hear anything. “Are you there Reverend, Oh I sure hope you did not pass out.”
“No, I’m here, just a little surprised. Are you sure you want to do this, I don’t want you to feel pressured into something you are not comfortable with?”
“Oh I want to do this, you see it’s always been a secret fantasy of mine to do a threesome, where two women drive the man wild in bed. My late husband, bless his soul, never wanted to even try. So shall we expect you around six pm Friday?”
“Sure, I’ll bring dessert, it will be a surprise.” He yawned, “Sorry but I need a nap, as you already know Cindy and I spent the night talking about everything.”
JoAnne laughed. “Just talking huh, I know better, and please spare me the details. Goodnight Herb, take care.
She hung up the phone then headed toward the bedroom, her aroused body would not wait to be pleasured any longer.
Later on that day, she called her daughter telling her everything was set for Friday night.
“Oh good mom, want me to bring anything?”
“No, but you can come early maybe around four and help me prepare things.”
“Okay, see you around four pm Friday.”
The rest of the week drug by slow, Cindy tried to keep busy and not think of the upcoming event. Every night she lay in bed, masturbating, and anticipating what would happen.
Friday finally arrived. She waited till the afternoon to shower, and dress. She wanted to choose a dress that wouldn’t make her look like a tramp in her mother’s eyes. She decided to wear her favorite short, blue sundress, it clung to all her curves, and was sexy and alluring.
She then called her mother and told her she was on her way. Asking if there was anything she needed to pick up.
“Not that I can think of Cindy, see you soon. I am more nervous than a teenager on her first date.”
“Aw don’t worry mom, you’ll be fine. I just know it will be a night you will never forget.”
“Okay honey, see you soon, I need to check the oven.”
Cindy arrived on time. She greeted her mother with a hug, and then took the initiative to cut up food for a relish tray. After that she set the table.
“You are such a big help,” her mother said when things were done. Just in time too, the reverend should be here in about twenty minutes.