Boil the Eggs first.

Her mother surprisingly agrees to your proposition. "Wonderful, give us a few minutes to get ready and we will head over. That will give you time to prepare too." Carrie tells her mom with the biggest grin on her face. They both say their 'I love you's to each other and hang up the phone.

After the initial shock of 'Holy shit, this is actually happening.' You realise an issue. "Hold on, It might be awkward sitting there waiting for them to boil at your mom's house. Should we get the eggs ready first?"

Carrie thinks for a second. "You might be right. Can you set it up while I get ready? Use the 12 pack I bought yesterday."

"All of them. Isn't that too much?"

"Why not? I did say anything, didn't I?"

The eggs take several minutes to boil. While waiting, you quickly change your shirt and you are ready to head out. The whole time you are thinking to yourself, 'Am I dreaming?' In only a few minutes, you are going to fulfil one of you most depraved fetishes. In a million years, you wouldn't have guessed that you would ever get to try this out.

The timer went off as Carrie was in the shower still preparing. You drain the eggs and start peeling. You figure that you have time and you can get started as soon as you get there.

Just as you box them up ready for transport. Carrie comes out of the bedroom. She is wearing a long jacket that covers most of her body, some stockings and a pair of high heels. What you don't see is any sort of dress at the neckline. Whatever dress is underneath that jacket, must be pretty revealing.

"How are the eggs coming along?" Carrie asks

"Pretty much ready to go. You look stunning, but is the jacket really necessary? It is just around the corner and it isn't raining."

"Absolutely! It is a surprise for when we get there. Now hurry up!" She says eagerly. She seems strangly more excited than you.

Excited at the thoughts now racing through your mind, you rush to get out the door. Grabbing your jacket and keys quickly, you make your way to the front door.

She practically drags you out the door as you lock up behind you. Her arm knotted with yours she pulls you into the car as you make your way to her mother's house.

You drive as fast as you can (safely), Carrie playing with herself as you pass by house after house. Not caring who is going to see.

You pulled up to her mother's house and quickly made your way to the door. Carrie rang the doorbell. Almost immediately the door opened. There she was, Carrie's mother. You had only met a few times before, but each time she looked stunning. You clearly could see where Carrie most of her genes from. She was the spitting image of Carrie, except a bit thicker around the edges in the best way and obviously older. Though not by much, you were more convinced that they were sisters than mother and daughter when you were first introduced.

She stood in the doorway, "Hey there", She pecks Carrie on the cheek, then you, and then welcomes you inside.

In the living room you could finally see her full outfit. She was wearing a thick, mauve dressing gown and some stockings and not much else as far as you could see. It was much different to what you had seen her in before. You started to get nervous now that it was almost happening.

You all stood there in the living room. There was an awkward pause as everyone was trying to think of what to say.

"Ok, I suppose I will start, then." Her mother broke the silence. "So let me get this straight. You want her to eat some eggs out of my ass? Is that right?"

Shocked, you just nod your head. Carrie speaks "Yes, I told him I would do anything for him and this is what he came up with."

"And you are absolutely serious?"

You both nod again. Carrie much more enthusiastically than you.

"Well, alright then. Where should we start then?"

"We have brought some eggs. They are ready to go. Do you want to me to start putting them in?" Carrie said.

Carries's mother pauses "Ah... Actually. That may not be necessary." she says shyly

"Why? What have you done?" Carrie says, confused.

"I may have got a bit excited about your idea. The eggs are already ready to go."

"Oh, you have your own. Let's start filling your ass then."

"No, You don't understand. They are already ready to go" She repeats herself, blushing.

"You mean..." She points at her mothers waist.

"Uh huh." Her face turns bright red.

"Oh, my. Now I know where I got it from." Carrie says with a massive grin.

They both chuckle. "How do you want to do this then? The floor?"

"Wait, hold on. What about these eggs?" You say lifting the box.

"Just put them in the kitchen and we can get started." Carrie's mother replies.

"I mean they are here ready to go. Why don't we use them?"

"What are you thinking?" Carrie asks, smirking.