Scorpio - Private Party

With that he finished his beer and headed off to the spare room and bed leaving me to stare at the doorway and wonder if he was right. Grinning I hoped he was and headed off for my own bed to dream of the events of the past few hours.

When I woke the morning after my cousin Ray and I had fucked my mother (see A Private Party), the events were fresh in my mind. As were Ray’s last words: Dave, trust me on this, despite what she said your mum will give us her body again with barely any hesitation. And I’ll prove it to you later . I still thought he was wrong, but I was more than happy to be proved wrong. Of course all this thinking about my mother and what we had done to her gave me an erection, I decided to save it rather than wank in the hope of using it properly later in the day.

"Morning Dave," My mother, Ruth, greeted me as I entered the kitchen a while later. "breakfast’s almost ready."

My semi-hard cock grew stiffer forming a bulge in my trousers as I looked at my mother standing at the kitchen work surface, she was dressed in a light flowery frock, but my memories were seeing past the dress to the body it covered. As I sort of stumbled to the kitchen table I remembered how my mother’s fair skinned, blonde haired, tall, slender body had felt against mine the previous night. The memory of her thirty-four inch boobs moving under my hands filled my mind to be replaced a moment later by the delightful memory of how her shaven pussy had felt as it slid up and down on my cock. By the time I was sat at the table my cock was at its full 8 inches and felt uncomfortably confined by my clothes. My thoughts turned from my memories of my mother’s body to the current moment in time and it struck me that she was acting as though nothing had happened the previous night. It was like any other day, her preparing breakfast while I sipped at the juice she’d already laid out.

"Morning all." Ray greeted us from the kitchen doorway.

He paused to look my mother up and down with a knowing and lusting gleam in his eyes then joined me at the table as my mother put the plates in front of us. It seemed so strange for everything to be so normal after what had happened and I felt more than a little confused. For a moment I wondered if I had dreamed it all, but the sparkle in Ray’s eyes each time he looked at my mother convinced me that it had been no dream. Yet my mother was sitting there eating her breakfast and chatting away as though nothing had happened.

"So, what’s the plan for today?" Ray asked looking at my mother with a broad grin.

"I don’t know about you two," My mother said around her coffee cup. "but I have some clearing up to do after last night."

"We could help." I blurted out.

"Thank you David," My mother smiled. "that would be nice. By the way Zelda is coming over this afternoon, she’s staying overnight."

"Hey, that’s great," Ray laughed then teased me. "Dave will have both his favourite women under one roof!"

My mother laughed while I blushed, but I noticed that my mother made no comment to Ray’s words. The conversation went back to generalities while I wondered whether my mother was simply pretending nothing had happened or if she’d been so drunk she didn’t remember any of it. It wasn’t long before we’d finished breakfast and while my mother cleared up Ray and I went into the living room to make a start on moving the furniture back to where it had been before the party.

"I don’t think my mother remembers last night." I commented to my cousin as we shifted the couch.

"What makes you think that?" He asked.

"The way she’s acting," I replied. "it’s just like any other day."

Ray just grinned knowingly, but made no reply. A few minutes later the furniture was back where it had originally been, but there was still the party aftermath of empty glasses, plates and full ashtrays to be cleared up. We’d just made a start on this when my mother joined us and the room soon took on a semblance of order. I was still thinking about the way my mother was acting when I saw Ray wink at me, I watched him move over to my mother who was bending to pick up something and quite deliberately stroke her backside. Not a tentative light stroke mind, but a heavy touch that could not be mistaken for anything other than a sexual advance.

"Later Ray," My mother smiled at him over her shoulder. "right now there’s a lot to do before Zelda arrives."

My jaw literally dropped at her response while Ray gave her bottom a pat, turning and grinned at me before going back to tidying the room. Needless to say my mind was instantly full of the fact that my mother was apparently willing to be fucked again, my thoughts were interrupted by the telephone ringing. I watched my mother answer it then wave the phone at Ray, all I could hear was his part of the conversation and he did not seem too pleased about the call. Finally he said his goodbyes and hung up.

"Seems I’ll be going home tomorrow," Ray announced. "mum’s decided to come home early."

"Poor Ray," My mother grinned at him. "all his little plans dashed. So, when is your mother arriving and did they say when your father and John will be back?"

"Her flight gets in at about eight tomorrow morning," Ray answered. "she’s coming straight from the airport to pick me up. Dad said he’d be there another week or so, so I guess John will be there that long too."

My mother nodded then suggested that Ray get packed now so that he wasn’t rushing around at the last moment. There also seemed to be a hint that his remaining time would not be dull and I got the feeling that those plans would not include me. Then it struck me that Ray may not get an opportunity of a repeat performance with my mother with Zelda due to arrive at any minute. Call me petty, but that thought cheered me up no end. Anyway, Ray went off to pack while my mother and I finished tidying up, we’d just finished when the doorbell rang.

"That’ll be your aunt," She said to me. "go let her in David."

I was happy to do this since my aunt Zelda was the other fantasy woman in my life, or perhaps the only fantasy woman since I had fucked my mother. Opening the door I grinned at my aunt, who was my father’s sister, while drinking in her body. As I may have mentioned my aunt was short, about five foot in her high heels, dark skinned, a little chubby and had big boobs. My eyes rested on those boobs for a moment before lifting to my aunt’s face, she grinned at me as I let her in then leant a cheek in my direction.

"No kiss for your auntie then?" She chuckled.

Dutifully, and I suppose happily, I kissed her cheek while wishing it was her lips I was kissing before taking her coat then following her into the living room. My mother greeted Zelda with a hug and a full glass of booze and that was it, the pair of them sat themselves down to drink and chat for the next hour while I sat watching them and wondering why Ray wasn’t putting in an appearance.

"By the way Zelda," My mother said at one point in the conversation. "you were right."

Zelda greeted this cryptic comment with a loud laugh then asked where Ray was. My mother explained about the phone call and that he was currently packing his things. Their conversation went on for a little while longer and although I was certainly enjoying ogling the pair of them I was growing a little bored listening to their chatting about things I either had no interest in or no clue what they were talking about.

"Well," My mother said after another half-hour. "I think I had better give Ray a hand with his packing. You know where everything is and David will show you your room and keep you company Zelda, won’t you David."

She gave a little laugh and I was sure I’d seen her wink at Zelda, though it meant nothing to me at the time.