Strange Family Values
Only beginning.
“Fine, Brian, can you help me get this wine off of myself?” I turned my head to ask him with over exaggerated flirtatiousness. His eyes widened again but he saw my unprotected breasts, and he hungrily pounced on my right tit. I should have poured it on the left one so he wouldn't have to cross my body, because he took full advantage of the act. While his mouth was sucking my nipple his right hand cupped my ass and his left one went right home to my genitals. I squealed and started pushing him off, but he chased a drop of wine all the way down my abdomen and when his face was 4 inches from my clit I finally pushed the fucker off. I still had to tell him to please remove his right hand from my ass cheek. He looked like a scorned puppy, and I honestly felt a little bad for the fucker.
“You really don't care do you?” I said to Tom. “Nope”, he said sipping his wine. “Fine then”, I said. I twisted my whole body to face Tom, looked over my shoulder and said, “If you must insist on touching me, give me a back massage, if I have taught you how to do anything right, it's how to give a decent damn back rub.”
“Yes Ma'am,” he said grinning. I tried to relax as he rubbed my back and shoulders. He was actually quite good at massages.
Minutes later we heard a door open and giggling as Jeanne and mom walked out of her room. Mom appeared first.”I present to you, ladies and gentlemen of the court, Madam Leanne, finest nude cook in France!” Leanne shyly came into view wearing an apron, and so it appeared, nothing else. It covered her front bits well enough, but it wouldn't cover her butt if she turned around. “Mom! I said not too sexy!” Tom shouted. “You don't own her Tom!” mom shouted back sticking her tongue out.
“I'm wearing bikini bottoms anyways silly”, Leanne said and wiggled her bit to prove it. It was still incredibly sexy I must confess. The apron was a generic white kiss the cook apron, and she wore blue traditional cut string bikini bottoms tied with cute bows on the side. It was adorable on her. She was a small woman. She probably weighed 120lbs soaking wet and was 5 feet tall. Skinny, pale,and short blond hair with bangs. Her B sized breasts looked plenty large on her small frame, and from what I could see she had a cute little caboose to boot. She normally wore knee length skirts and sweaters. She was a study nerd like me. Seeing her look that sexy probably shocked me as much as my outfit shocked her. The only piece of clothing she still wore that she walked in with were her boots. Probably didn't want to get cold feet I joked to myself.
She seemed to shake the first few steps but quickly fell in to the trap of our cheers. She practically hop scotched the last 5 steps and struck a pose at the bottom. “I'm going to make cookies!” she cheerfully announced. The three of us watched her cute butt jiggle into the kitchen. Mom followed to show her where the supplies were.
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