Food for thought.

Mom and Amy both came down at the same time to find me waiting expectantly by the front door. Amy looked stunning, and as she descended the stairs, I glanced up her skirt and saw to my delight that she still had no panties on. A small patch of pubes, directly above her slit, told me that she shaved regularly and the smooth hairless opening beneath looked inviting.

My mom also looked stunning, opting for a tight tank top that barely contained her breasts, and a skin-tight pair of yoga pants that accentuated her well-toned ass and legs.

“Food’s nearly here,” I grinned, explaining why I was waiting by the door like a dog waiting for its master.

“Good,” Mom said looking as eager as I was, “I’ll go and get the table set for dinner. Amy, do you mind giving your brother a hand to get the order in?”

“Yeah, I will Mom,” she smiled sheepishly at me.

“Thanks,” I said as Mom headed towards the dining room.

With our mom disappearing into the other room Amy took the opportunity to steal another hug from me, she didn’t wait for me to offer it this time but snuck up behind me and slipped her hands under my arms, clasping them together on my chest and standing on her tip toes to prop her head on my shoulder.

“Jake, I was thinking, maybe this weekend we could play some games on your console, just you and me?” Amy said, her tone sounding suspiciously sweet.

“Sounds amazing to me, what’s the catch though?” I asked.

“I just want some quality, one on one time with my favourite brother, that’s all,” she said in the same sweet tone.

“I’m your only brother,” I laughed.

“You’d still be my favourite either way,” she chuckled.

“Then yeah, how’s Saturday afternoon?”

“Perfect, it’s a date”

Before I had a chance to react to Amy’s choice of words the doorbell rang, and we had to take in the delivery. I’m not so naïve that I can’t pick up on such blatant signals, and with the clear disappointment at not catching me peeking into her bedroom I began to feel a nervous excitement for Saturday. Today was Thursday, so I would have a day or so to think before our ‘date’.

Mom grabbed a bottle of wine and three glasses and brought them through to the table just as we placed the takeaway packages down.

“Wine?” asked Amy, excited to see three glasses in her mom’s hand.

“Yes sweety, although only a small amount for you, you’ve got school in the morning,” Mom said, causing Amy to pout.

She poured two large glasses of a medium white for both me and her, and a half glass for Amy.

We ate our food in companionable silence, all lost in our thoughts and in the case of Mom and me, delighted to be filling our bellies. A few times I glanced at Amy to find her staring at me, and she would always look away quickly and pretend I didn’t catch her.

The food was delicious, and as we sat at the table talking together I started to think about what I would do with the rest of my night.

“Time for bed sweetheart,” Mom said to Amy, “You’ve got school in the morning and I can’t have you missing any more classes.”

Amy frowned and looked at the clock, seeing it was close to 10:30pm she decided not to argue. She got up from the table and came around to give Mom a hug, when she was done she came and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek as well. I grinned at her and she smiled back, giving me a wink as she left the room.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into her, or you for that matter, but it’s really nice to see you two getting on,” Mom said, smiling contentedly.

“I think it’s just we’re both growing up, even if I’m a late bloomer,” I laughed.

Mom downed her wine and poured herself another glass. She leaned over the table, giving me an amazing view down her top that told me she also didn’t have a bra on, and offered to top up mine too.

“I’ll take another half glass, wine always goes to my head,” I said.

Mom smiled and filled my glass halfway.

“So, what are your plans for tomorrow, Jake?” she enquired, taking a deep sip of her wine.

“I was thinking about getting myself a job,” I smiled, knowing she would be delighted with the news.

“Tha’s great news!” she beamed, beginning to slur her words.

“What about you Mom?” I laughed, reaching over to top up her nearly empty glass with the last of the bottle of wine.

“I’ve g’t work in the mornin’,” she mumbled, “then pr’bably a cozy night in.”

“Sounds like you need a rest Mom,” I said, “shall we get you up to bed?”

“I’m not tha’ drunk,” she smiled and drained the last of her glass, “gonna take a sleepin’ pill and I’ll be snoring before you know it.”

With that said she stood up, swaying slightly, and came and gave me a sloppy kiss on the cheek as she pushed her tits into my shoulder.

“Goodnight Mom,” I said, watching her stumble slightly as she headed out of the room.

“’night Jake,” she mumbled and left.

I was feeling pretty pleased with how the day had developed. I had seen both of my sisters naked, and even came all over Nadine’s shaved pussy without her knowing. It left me thinking about my night. Do I go to sleep, and see what tomorrow brings? Or do I check on Mom or Amy? I could always wait up and see Nadine when she gets home. What to choose?