To The 9s

"Where are we going tonight?" Jane asked as her brother re-entered, looking as good as he always does. It smelled like he took a bath in his cologne, but it would wear down to just about perfect by the time we needed to head out. Syd walked in and sat down, ready to eat his breakfast. Jane walked behind him looking like she was going to head for the shower again.

"I dunno," Syd said around a mouthful of eggs. The thought occurred to me that I could have had his mother and sister both cum in his breakfast, but apparently I wasn't quite that perverted, that or I had just enough respect for my friend to not have him involuntarily slurp down the cunt honey of his sister and mother. Syd swallowed fast and reached for the glass of orange juice on the table. "How about that new place in town? What is it? The 9s?"

I heard about The 9s even while I was out at college. It had a dance floor, a couple of different areas segregated from the main floor, two bars, and they tended to hire the waitresses that Hooters always wanted but never got. There were a few pool tables, live DJ every night, and it was jumping almost every night. Sounded like just the place to take Jane and I had just the outfit for her.

"Sounds like a plan," I said, my eyes focused on Jane as she slowly licked her lips, her eyes were emerald pools of lust as she looked at me and seductively untied the loose sash of her robe. Her hips rocked and swayed to unheard music and her bald quim came into view behind her brother's head. If that wasn't enough, her mother started doing the same thing, but first bringing the thin robe to the sides of her full tits, letting my eyes feast on her tight nipples before bringing her shaved slit into view.

"Jane?" I asked. Syd's head started twitching and she and her mother immediately closed their robes and Jane started walking back out to the shower. He turned completely around and looked to his sister for her response.

"Sounds good," she said as she walked out and back toward the shower. I could see her ears burning vermillion with her deep blush at almost getting caught by her brother. Sally looked as natural as could be as she reached for her coffee cup that was still full of our combined juices from our early morning fuck.

"Didn't you already shower?" he asked, stuffing his face with more eggs.

"That was just to wash off from the run this morning. If we're going out, I'll need to wash my hair again," she shouted and shut the bathroom door harder than was necessary.

Syd looked at me and I at him. We both shrugged as if on cue and rolled our eyes, mumbling "girls...." The difference being I was thinking about his sister's freshly shaved snatch; the snatch that Syd's mother shaved not 30 minutes before while sawing at least two fingers in and out of. My cock was iron and I was glad that Syd got up after stuffing his final bite of egg in his mouth. Sally in the mean time was slowly draining the thick concoction of our juices while her son watched and thought nothing of it; of course she was drinking coffee...what else would his mother be drinking?

"You kids behave yourselves tonight," Sally said in a very mothering tone. "I don't want to come and have to bail your asses out of jail," she added with a wink.

"Mom, did you just swear?" Syd said, taken completely aback.

"Well, I guess I did. James, I'm sorry, didn't mean to do that in front of a guest," she said with a wink. Syd shook his head and gathered his jacket. While his back was turned, she flashed me a cum frosted smile and quickly licked her lips clean.

"If we're going out, I need to let Mindy know, she'll want to spend the next three hours primping," Syd said and hit the door. That left me there with his mother, alone once again. She let her robe fall back open as she used her long tongue to clean out her coffee cup, tilting her head back and thrusting her tits out to do so. Jane bounced back in the room, her robe gone completely.

"I heard Syd take off," she said with a devilish twinkle in her eye.

"He'll be gone for a while," Sally said, shucking her robe as well while her eyes mirrored her daughter's.

"What ever shall we do to pass the time, Masters?" Sally said with a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin.