Breakfast was a treat

Matt finished the last batch of French toast and sat down at the kitchen table... which was also his homework desk, the dinner table, and the TV seating area. Amy, sitting across the table from him, gave him a grin while Karen punched his arm. "Hell, you blew your secret, brother. Now that I know you can cook, you're always going to be working."

"Yeah, sure." Still, it felt good to have been able to do something and it felt good to be able to eat a big breakfast. He'd lost weight since moving to the Hill and he'd always been scrawny.

He dug into his French toast and froze because something was going on under the table. He looked across the table and saw Amy grinning at him. Then he looked down and saw her foot in his lap, rubbing his dick through his cutoffs.

Karen followed his gaze then gave him a wink. "Yes, I told Amy we needed some treats."

Matt's mom shook her head. "Don't be silly, Karen. We're fine. I just need to go grocery shopping. I've got to go to work in a few minutes but I'll stop at the store on the way home."

"But it's Saturday," Matt protested.

"One of my co-workers had a thing so I was able to put in for some overtime. The money will come in handy if you want those groceries." She fanned herself, her breasts moving with her hand.

Matt had to suppress a moan.

"You okay, honey."

"Yeah mom. Doing great."

"Okay. Let me pull on my work clothes and I'm off. See you tonight. Even though it's a weekend, you need to do your schoolwork. And help your sister."

"Will do."

She looked at Matt closely. "And..."

For a second, Matt thought his mother had seen Amy's foot under the table but she shook her head and headed into her bedroom. A couple of minutes later she was on her way out, short skirt wiggling thanks to the spiked heels, and white blouse displaying the black demi-cup bra underneath.

"Now," Karen told Amy the second the door had closed, "get your foot out of my brother's crotch and let's talk."

"But you said--"

"The deal is," Karen continued, "your mom has offered to pay Matt her to be your boyfriend."

"Ohmigod, I'm so embarrassed. When you said--"

"He said no, of course. Turned her down flat and I'm afraid he was almost insulting to her. But when he told me about her offer I got thinking. The three of us could use that money to have a good time and Matt is sort of dorky but he's cute so it wouldn't hurt your reputation to be seen hanging with him sometimes."

"That's for sure."

"So I told him to call your mom back and say he'd do it, but under a few conditions."

"What conditions."

Matt was glad Amy asked because he would have asked the same question. What the hell was Karen up to?

"First, you're not exclusive. That way if you find a real boyfriend, it won't be like you're dumping Matt or anything."

"That makes sense."

"Second, that we mostly have three-way dates. That way it's more casual looking."

{if Karen>70}"That way you can suck your brother's dick when you want to."{else}"That way you get the money spent on you rather than just me."{endif}

Give Amy credit, she did have some spunk.

"Hey, Matt was going to blow the deal. So what's so horrible if I get something out of it."

"I guess that's fair."

"And finally, she's got to pretend that she doesn't know we told you. Because if she knew and you were still going along with it, she'd be suspicious you and Matt were up to something."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"It's up to you," Karen said. "Like I said, Matt didn't want to touch the deal. But I figured we could have a lot more fun if your mom was basically giving us the money to go out and do things than if we had to do it with what I earn mucking stables and what Matt earns from tutoring."

"Okay. I'll think about it."

"Great. Let's go riding then."

"But..." Matt was confused. "But what about my dick?"

"Don't worry about that," Karen said. "It's attached so yo can't lose it."

Amy laughed and Matt saw Karen had come up with a clever way to defuse the tension. He just wished she'd waited until Amy had finished her footjob and he'd had a chance to cum.

Well, he could always jerk off.

"You can watch us change into our riding habits," Karen said. "And jerk off while you're watching."

"Really?"

"No, stupid. That was a joke."

Fuck.

Karen laughed. "O.M.G., your face. Actually, I was kidding the second time. Come on and watch. Just don't get your semen on our riding stuff. That would be nasty."