Bernie wants Gary to go down on his mom Veevee

Bernie, Gary, and Veevee embraced each other in a group hug, the naked young lovers holding and being held by Gary's mother who had caught them in the kitchen and teased them into giving up their plans to tidy up and sneak away together. Now they stood together in the living room, next to the floor mattress which was still out from last night's party, covered with worn but clean sheets.

"So tell me what you want, Gary. Bernie." Veevee said. "What you want to see. Unless you want me to ask you." Veevee paused and looked expectantly at her son and his girlfriend.

Bernie cleared her throat.

"Miss Bernstein, you had a thought?" Veevee said.

Bernie looked at Veevee's face as she made her suggestion. "Gary, I want to see you go down on your mom. I want to see her come on your tongue like you make me come."

"I'd like that," Veevee said. "Would you be up for that, Gary?"

"Mm, mm-hm," Gary said. His cheeks were still pink, feeling awkward and aroused, excited and scared all together.

"Then how would you like me? On my back?" Veevee looked to Gary, then to Bernie. "Or do you want me up on my knees?" She smiled. "I mean, I'm happy either way, but we have to start one way or another." She grinned. "Or you can just kiss up on me for a little bit where we're standing, until you decide where to put me for a soft landing." She puckered out her lips in a pout.

Gary and Bernie both started talking, then stopped. They looked at each other.

Finally Veevee got her answer.