Any Chance We Could Ch. 30

"Yes they sleep with and mutually pleasure each other, but Scott hasn't fucked either one yet. I think they're waiting for Katrina's birthday. That's probably why they're both going on the honeymoon with them. Neat huh?"

"I need to absorb all this before I commit to going with you this afternoon." She was both intrigued and yet uncertain what to do. After taking a deep breath she continued, "But one thing comes immediately to mind. Don't … tell … your Father! He may be having affairs with several women at the same time, but he'd hit the roof if he knew what you're doing. It is one thing for him to do it, but entirely different for either his daughter or wife be part of group sex."

"I think you're right about Dad," Mary Claire agreed. "It's okay for him to fuck some other man's teenage daughter but no one better do his baby. I don't think we've much to worry about; he's been home what, two or is it three nights in the last five weeks. I haven't spoken to him in over two weeks, and even then it was less than for five minutes."

"It may well be time to end the charade and let your father drift out of our lives, that is if you can handle him becoming even less connected to you?" sighed Corinne.

"Mom, it'll make little difference to me. For over three years he's been my father only in name," Mary Claire informed her mother. "Truthfully, Mom, he's not worthy of you. Divorce him and get him out of your life."

Corinne hugged her daughter and thanked her for her understanding and support.

After cleaning up the kitchen, they retired to the couch in the living room. Mary Claire invited her Mom to swing her legs onto her lap and lean against the arm. As they were talking Mary Claire was gently caressing and squeezing her mother's legs. She took off her shoes and massaged her mother's bare feet. As the conversation went on she slowly edged her hands up Corinne's thighs pushing her skirt up in the process.

"What's it like to be pleasured by a woman," asked Corinne. "I know that sounds dumb coming from mother to daughter, but I'd like to know. I've heard it's wonderful."

"It is. It's very different than being loved by a man. Scott may be an exception, he's gentle, tender, and considerate of what I'm feeling. Very little of it's about him. I don't know if I've told you anything, maybe you'd have to fuck him to find out what I'm talking about."

"What, me fuck him! I doubt if he'd even be interested," exclaimed Corinne.

"Oh, he'd be interested. He'd love to make love to a beautiful woman like you. Besides, I don't think he's had a mother daughter duo yet. Just imagine me lying on top of you. Our breasts rubbing against the other's as we kiss and invitingly spread our thighs for him. We lovingly kiss and moan into each other's mouth as he moves back and forth between our pussies while we each hope to be the recipient of his hot deposit, " exclaimed Mary Claire.

As she was painting the scene Mary Claire ran her hand all the way up Corinne's leg and felt her rather damp crotch. "Oh, ho, you sure as hell are interested in joining me tonight, aren't you?" Keeping her hand against her mother's pussy Mary Claire leaned over and warmly kissed her on the mouth.

Corinne didn't break the kiss immediately but when she did, she leaned back a bit and quietly asked, "Young lady are you trying to seduce me? Your own mother!"

Before Mary Claire could respond Corinne threw both her arms around her daughter and began kissing her. As Mary Claire's tongue began to push against her lips she opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to enter. Within moments, Corinne's tongue was in Mary Claire's mouth and she could feel Mary Claire's other hand softly caressing her breast.

Corinne broke the kiss, lovingly looked at her daughter, "Wait. Do you really want to do this?"

"Yes, I do," replied Mary Claire. "It's delectably wicked and exciting isn't it?"

Between kisses her mother replied, "That it is. Mmmm"

"Get up, let me move closer to the arm and now you lay across my lap." After shifting positions, Mary Claire pulled her mother's skirt all the way up and began caressing her inner thighs and then her ass as they kissed as lovers.

As they continued to kiss, Corinne rather gingerly put her hand on her daughter's breast. Without breaking the kiss, Mary Claire began unbuttoning her blouse and let Corinne finish. Corinne pushed it open and began caressing her daughter's bra covered breasts.

Between kisses Mary Claire asked, "Your bed or mine?"

"Your's," replied Corinne taking Mary Claire's hand and helping her up from the couch. They immediately entered a deep embrace with both hands on each other's ass. "Come on sweetheart or we'll wind up on the floor."

They walked upstairs to Mary Claire's bedroom. Mary Claire began lifting her mother's knit top while her mother pushed her daughter's blouse off her shoulders. Gazing into each other's eyes, with their hearts pounded they unzipped their skirts. As Mary Claire stepped out of her shoes they both knew their relationship was about to change forever.

As Mary Claire reached around her mother's back to unfasten her bra unspoken communication was flowing between them. As Corinne let it slide down her arms, Mary Claire remarked, "God Mom, they're beautiful, what man or woman wouldn't want to love those."

Corinne released the front clasp of Mary Claire's bra. She gasped lustfully at her daughter's youthful perky breasts. "They're gorgeous," grinned Corinne. "I've wondered for years what it would be like to suckle and play with another woman's breasts, and here I am about to do it. I never dreamed that my own daughter would be my first female and extra-marital lover."

Feeling naughty and feeling a rush over realizing the significance of what this moment was for her mother, Mary Claire answered while smiling into her mother's face, "There is something wonderfully poetic in a daughter seducing her mother into breaking her vows and into cheating on her father. I'm excited by the idea of being your first extra-marital lover. Come let's make love."

"It's definitely poetic," her mother giggled as they moved towards the queen bed.

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Veronica cursed that she had forgotten to call Hazel. She and Grace had been enjoying the luxuries of the aircraft as they chatted away. Veronica sipped the last of the Chardonnay in her glass as she reached into her handbag for her cell. She smiled and nodded as Grace offered to refill her glass.

"Hi, it's Veronica. Sorry I didn't call back sooner. Yes, Grace and I are going to accept a recognition award on Scott and Emerson's behalf. … Yes, I did flash Emerson last night, he seemed to enjoy it. … Scott didn't mind, after all Emerson's his best friend. …Yes it was a turn on for both of us. Did you get nicely fucked when he got home? … I thought so. I hope you didn't mind Hazel. I was just trying to get you to loosen up a bit. … I'm glad … He couldn't? … And when you joined him on the couch what did you talk about? … Really, images of him being with someone else. …Don't you ever think of being fucked by someone else when you and Emerson are having sex? … No, I hoped you probably would. … Because it's healthy, that's why. …I'm not afraid to admit that I've thought a time or two about Emerson ramming his hot hard cock in me … yes I have. …Sure he knows. … Because I tell him, that's how. … No I've often watched him make love to another woman. … Carol for one. …Sure oral sex is part of our lovemaking. … You remember Ashley blowing him don't you? … Thought so and lightning didn't strike either one of them and they've done it frequently before and since then. …Yes, Katrina too and so has Mary Claire …You haven't met her yet, she's a friend of Katrina and Ashley. … A month or two older than Katrina. … Yes I understand that you can't help thinking it's a sin and something a good girl doesn't do. … Do you think I'm being that? … Do you really think that of me? …Yes. …Hazel can I ask the minister who's going to marry us if she'll talk to you. … If she says yes will you talk to her? … Good. … Emerson's a very sexy man and he loves you dearly, keep that in mind every day. … I'll see her next week. … Friday at the club, yes. …I may be a bit late but Scott and the girls'll be there. Mary Claire too, I think. … We will, thanks. See you Friday. Bye."

While Veronica was speaking to Hazel, Grace turned on her cell phone and composed a text message, 'I'm dreaming of your wonderful womanly charms and delights'. After she sent the message she imagined the look on Jane's face as she read it.

Less than five minutes later her text message bell sounded, 'oh my. I'm wet with desire for you'.

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Her beaming face still drenched with her mother's juices she looked up and into her Mother's glistening eyes and asked "Was it good for you? You taste soo nice."

As Mary Claire lowered her head back to Corinne's shaved pussy, Corinne grasped her head with both hands and asked "No more right now, baby I don't think I could take a third one now. You'd have to scrape me up from this bed. God you do that well, I image you've practiced a lot"

"Yes, Mom I have with a lot of girl friends and Veronica. We've apparently wasted a few years by not communicating haven't we?"

"Yes," sighed Corinne, "but not anymore. I want to go with you tonight, but will Scott think my thighs are too heavy and that my ass is too big. I've put on over twenty-three pounds since I had you. I 'm too fat."

"Heavens, no. I love your shapely thighs, they're firm but soft on either side of my head. Your beautiful ass is mature, full and so enticing as you walk. Dad's an idiot for ignoring you!"

"Your father doesn't think so. He's chasing skirts not much older than you," she sighed.

Mary Claire shook her head, "So you're letting the opinion of a fool affect how you feel about yourself? Mom, you're a sexy beautiful woman with a woman's body not a girl's like mine." Cuddling against her mother she continued, "You're sensuous and good-looking. All you need is a wardrobe and a hair makeover, and Veronica's just the woman to help you with both. You have a striking body that with the right clothes you'll turn heads, just wait and see."

"You really think that Veronica would help?" Corinne asked hopefully.

"Definitely," the daughter smiled.

"Do you really think that Scott will like me? What should I wear?" asked Corinne.

"Scott will love you. He's not like Dad. He respects and adores women not just for their body but also for their mind. He'll love making love to you. As for his tastes, he has a hose and heels fetish and all of us pander to that. Since he pleases all of us, we want to please him as well," said Mary Claire as she suddenly bounced off the bed excitedly. "Let's look in your closet."

Mary Claire was eying a knit dress when her Mom pulled out a below the knee length black skirt that buttoned all the way up the front. "Ohh, that'll get his attention, especially when you sit and have several buttons undone and after you have his attention you can occasionally undo another one. How about a scoop neck knit top, you've got great boobs. Thigh highs or garter stockings? Heels, very high heels to emphasize your ass."

"I don't have anything other than pantyhose. We can stop at Macy's on the way. I'll buy thigh highs, and I expect you to clue me to what he'd like. I assume you've worn hose for him. Heels, my highest are probably three and half inches. That red pair over there, will those work?" asked Corinne with hopefulness in her voice.

"Wear a red top, a red push up bra if you have one, a red thong and the red heels. What do we need to buy today other than thigh highs?" asked Mary Claire.

"Oh, not much," sighed Corinne, "other than a red bra and panty set, and black hose."

"Rather than Macys let's go to Sak's. Let's get you dressed and go right now. If you needed shoes I could take you to a perverted shoe store," enthused Mary Claire.

"What do you mean 'perverted'?"

"Just you wait and see … but you 'll need to follow my instructions," teased her daughter. Mary Claire was enjoying the role of teacher and seducer.

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During a break in our meeting Cheryl, who was filling in for Grace, handed me a message. The Dean Emeritus of the Art School had returned my call. I immediately called him and explained about Mary Claire and what I had seen in her sketch book. He said it was the least he could do for helping to profitably guide his investments for over twenty-three years. He was free to see Mary Claire on Thursday at eleven o'clock and emphasized that she bring several of her sketch books.

When I hung up the phone I was confident that my young friend was about to have her life changed. And I was confident she'd enthusiastically embrace the opportunity. As I returned to the meeting I felt happy and contented. It felt good doing something to make a meaningful difference in the life of a person who needed a little help. As I sat down at the head of the board table I wondered how many such opportunities I'd missed because I'd been too focused on myself.

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Grace and Veronica rearranged their skirts after the First Officer notified them of the beginning of the descent into San Francisco International. A limo driver standing and waiting for them on the apron, greeted them. As he carried the bagged dresses and the suitcases to the trunk Grace whispered to her friend, "I've never been waited on like this in my life."

"Me neither. It is a nice experience," Veronica smiled. Grace nodded in agreement.

Veronica shook that the hands of the crew and thanked them for the pleasant flight. Upon entering the limo both women noticed that is was almost two o'clock local time. Veronica immediately called Scott while adjusting her watch.

"Hi, handsome, we're here. … A very comfortable and pleasant flight. … No, not yet." Looking at Grace and watching her reaction she asked her fiancé, "have got a fuck buddy for tonight yet? … I thought it might be Mary Claire, she's fixing dinner for all of you isn't she? … We if she doesn't work out let me know otherwise. … Probably until eight or nine, local. … I love you too, Scott, so much. … Oh, did you talk to Carol? … Tony's huh. … You owe me. … Bye."

Grace's eyes were wide with amusement. There was an unasked question there, but Veronica was content to let Grace's imagination and curiosities play on her mind.

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After shopping, Mary Claire and Corinne drove to Scott's house. The girls weren't home yet so they went upstairs to the spare bedroom to change. Corinne put on the new red push up bra, barely black lacetop thigh highs and the new red thong. She unbuttoned the bottom three buttons on her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed.

Corrine watched as Mary Clair undressed and then put on a grey garter belt, matching v-string, shelf bra, dark tan stockings, a button white blouse, and a mid-thigh length straight skirt. She had noticed before that her daughter was beautiful, but for the first time in her life she was studying her daughter's body with a lover's eye. She noticed that Mary Clair's slender body made her legs appear to be much longer and sleek. She loved the tightness of her daughter's firm ass and how it swayed so naturally. She fought a smile as a wicked kinky thought came across her mind as she looked at her daughter's shapely breasts. I can't believe I'm so turned on by my own daughter. Oh God, her breasts are so enticing. I could get lost in them. Imagine lusting to suckle the breasts that will suckle my grandchildren. Mmmm now that's a kinky thought, grandchild drinking from one breast as grandma drinks from the other."

After slipping on her new black pumps Mary Claire bent over with her ass towards her mother and asked, "How much can you see?" When her mother didn't respond, she again asked, "Earth to mother. How much can you see?"

"Most of the welt of your stockings, but no skin," replied Corinne as she was drawn from her wild thoughts.

"Perfect, let's go downstairs and you can sit in the den while I start dinner. It's four-thirty now. Katrina and Ashley said they'd be home by five and I expect Scott shortly after that," explained Mary Claire.

As they were passing through the foyer the front door bell rang. Mary Claire opened the door and Dave was standing there with a red document wallet in his hand. For a moment he was speechless looking at Mary Claire and in light of the earlier visits made no attempt to be subtle about looking at the young woman. He thoroughly caressed her with his gaze before he moved his eyes to Corinne's smiling face for several seconds.

While he'd been looking at Corinne Mary Claire looked at his package and was still looking there when he turned his eyes back to her.

"Mary Claire… isn't it?" He asked while smiling that she had been looking at his crotch.

"Yes, and this is my mother Corinne Peters, won't you come in?"

"Ahh, sure," as he stepped in. "I brought some paint colors, other finishes and some brochures from Alyssa, would you give these to Scott and Veronica."

"Sure, sit down a few minutes. Do you want anything to drink? Let me look through them in case Scott has any questions."

"I'm glad to wait but I'll pass on the drink. In forty-five minutes I'm examining a house with a fire damage claim," he replied sitting in the wing back chair.

Across from him Corinne sat on the couch, with her legs demurely crossed but with her skirt split open about five inches above her knee. Mary Claire sat on the edge of the cushion and looked through the wallet, and put it next to her and spread her legs a bit. She grinned as Dave continued to look at her mother rather than her. Her mother was beaming under his attention. Mary Claire almost laughed aloud when her mother quietly and without any pomp undid another button, slowly uncrossed her right leg over the left and even more slowly crossed the left leg over the right. With the skirt exposing much more of her thigh Corinne beamed when Dave's smile grew brighter.

Mary Claire's heart was filled with joy. Dave I could kiss you, she thought as she looked at her mother. You're just what the doctor ordered for her. Now she'll believe me when I tell her she's an attractive woman. Before getting up, she said, "I guess they'll call you with questions. Veronica's in San Francisco and Scott should be home for dinner. Thanks for dropping those off."

Mary Claire had noticed that her mother's stocking welts and the flash of her patties had gotten Dave's attention. As he stood his 'package' seemed to be having trouble fitting in his jeans. She noticed that her mother also noticed that she had aroused this man.

As he shook her hand the contractor said, "It is been a pleasure to meet you Corinne. I hope to see more of you." Turning to Mary Claire he grinned, "It's nice seeing you again Mary Claire, twice in one day, that's a treat."

After closing the door Mary Claire turned and almost ran into Corinne, "Oh, I was watching his ass and didn't hear you behind me, sorry Mom."

"God, he's a hunk. Is he available?"

"I don't know for sure but I think he's married. I've been so busy looking at him I've not paid any attention to his wedding finger." She snickered, "Next time I'll need to pay less attention to his face, his rippling muscles and his gorgeous butt."

Corinne chuckled along with her daughter, "I know what you mean. The muscle in his pants distracted me too so much so I forgot to check out his finger. He's hot. I hope he's not married."