She wants me in the family.

I waited for her to say what she wanted, half expecting her to say “Fuck me,” based on her actions. What she said next totally floored me.

“Since Michelle’s marrying that dickwad of useless male flesh, I want you to come onto Danielle!”

Suddenly I remembered Dani hiding under the bed. I immediately wondered what her reaction to this was. I could envision Danielle’s shock at hearing her mother say this. “I, uh, I …”

She squeezed my knee tightly, “We both know Danielle’s looking to score some action tonight. She’s a big girl now. I can’t stop her, but I can help guide her.” Marianne ran her hand up my thigh just under the towel. Michelle’s told me so much about when you two were together. I want Dani to experience the same pleasures.”

My mind spun in circles, wondering what details Michelle had divulged to her mother. My cock throbbed with a longing for release. The idea of a mother encouraging me to screw her daughters was too much. For some odd reason, I thought, how many guys get to screw both sisters.

Marianne then boldly moved her hand to my pulsing pole and wrapped her long, luscious fingers around the base. She stroked the shaft several times slowly, forcing the towel to come undone. “Do it for me. You never know. There might be added benefits in it for you.” With that said, Marianne rose from beside me, turned and faced me, kissed me on the forehead, spun on her feet and walked out the door.

I meanwhile was frozen speechless, sitting on the bed, atop my open towel, with my pecker poking up straight into the air.