Mom

Rachel didn't answer her mother, what with her mouth being stuffed with her own panties, but she raised her hand and waved as she got out of the car.

Shit! thought Jason, Why didn't I know that Rachel still lived at home with her parents?

"uh hi Ma'am", he said and fished about frantically in his jacket pocket for his new pen and his notebook. Rachel looked on quizzically as he began to write, balancing the little book on his knee. Rachel's mom really likes me and will happily do anything I ask. Jason was happy that this was basically a version of the voodoo he had put on Rachel, so it should keep him okay for his visit he thought.

"I'm Jacqueline." she suddenly beamed and stepped forwards offering her hand. "So nice to meet you". Jason looked at her critically. She would definitely be getting fucked if her daughter wasn't here. Although a bit closer to his own age, she had kept herself in much better shape. In particular his eyes were drawn to the impressive swell of her tits. He would need to see more of those soon, he thought. "I'm so pleased Rachel has brought you home to meet us! Come on inside".

"Thanks Ma'am,"

The ginger haired Milf led the way in to the main room off of which a stairwell rose to an upper floor. A middle aged guy got up out of an armchair and put down his newspaper. "That's Herb".

Fuck, though Jason, and got his notebook out to add another line in for Herb, "Uh, Hi. Do you have any other members of your family in the house just now?" He figured he better get everything he needed written down before he got started. Rachel hovered behind his shoulder silently.

"No, sweety, just us. Rachel's sister won't be home till later", said her mom.

"Okay. Great." he inhaled, then added "I was just going to take Rachel up to her room to fuck her. Could you make us something nice to eat for after?"

"Sure. I'd love to. I was going to make that pasta that you like dear," she addressed her daughter without blinking at the suggestion of Rachel's imminent fucking, "Would that be okay"?

"Sorry, she cant' speak just now" Jason explained as if this was perfectly reasonable, "She's got her panties in her mouth, but I'm sure pasta would be fine. And um," he thought about it for a moment and looked at the Milf appraisingly. "Could you take your dress off before we come back down? Herb you can wear it instead".

She looked down at her light summer dress, "Of course honey. Well, don't let us keep you. I'll have dinner ready in about an hour. That should give you enough time to...."

"Fuck Rachel?" you say as you lead her by the hand towards the staircase. "Yeahhhhh!" you add slowly and with clear undertones of lust.