Family Needs Ch. 05

I never realized how much work it took to run the dealership. But I enjoyed it none the less. I took over Dad's office. What I loved most about it were the pictures of Dad all over the walls; Dad with employees, Dad with new sports cars being delivered, Dad alongside me and Ellie and Mom in front of the dealership when it first opened. My favorite picture of all.

I kept everybody on that was working there when Dad passed. Hell, I was new to this and wasn't about to reinvent the wheel. These folks knew what they were doing and I knew I had a lot to learn from them.

Jane walked in with some paperwork for me to sign. Jane was Dad's secretary. She'd been working there for ten years. She was a little over weight, but her six-foot frame carried it well. She had long blonde hair but usually kept it up in a tight bun on the back of her head. She wore black "birth control" glasses with a chain attached to them that meant they spent more time lying on her 44DDs than on her face. If you saw her anywhere else, you'd think she was the stereotypical school teacher spinster.

I took the paperwork and signed where Jane told me to. "Thanks Jane. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I used to tell your Dad he'd run into the walls if I weren't here to watch after him. I sure do miss him John. I'm so sorry for your loss," she said.

"Thanks Jane," I said. I could tell she meant it. It was obvious she and Dad were close.

Just as Jane was headed back out of the office Mom walked in. She and Jane exchanged pleasantries then Jane stopped next to Mom, leaned over and whispered something into Mom's ear. I saw Mom smile then Jane just walked out and closed the door behind her.

"What was that all about?" I asked, thinking something was up between them.

"Oh nothing nosey. Just girl stuff," she said with a smile.

Mom looked gorgeous. She was wearing a long, sleeveless yellow dress that stopped just above her ankles. She wore three-inch white heels on her slender feet and had a white, wide-brimmed hat atop her beautiful short brown hair. Around her neck was a strand of exquisite white pearls and pearl earrings dangling from her ears. Simply stated, she was stunning. She almost had a '50s housewife look about her, and that made me suspicious.

"So what brings you to the salt mines Mom?"

"Son, you're working too long and hard here. You need to relax a bit," she lectured. "You don't even take time for lunch."

"How would you know that? You're not usually here at lunch time," I quizzed.

"I have my spies," she said.

"Uh huh, Jane no doubt," I said. "Well, unless you have lunch in your handbag there, I guess we'll both be skipping lunch today."

Mom walked over to my office door, a very slow, sexy, sultry walk that grabbed my attention at once. She reached over and locked it. She sat her handbag down on the chair near the door and reached behind her back and unzipped the lovely yellow dress. She shrugged her shoulders out of it and the dress fell to the floor. Her bare breasts were heaving as her breath deepened. Her thick nipples already hard. She wore a white garter belt that held up her nude stockings and, true to Mom, there were no panties covering her already glistening pussy. The garter belt accentuated her wide hips and narrow waist. She may be 53 years old, but she's still a knockout.

She stepped over the dress, picked it up, folded it neatly, and laid it on the chair over her handbag; but she left the hat and heels on. At that moment my mother was the sexiest, hottest woman I'd ever laid eyes on. My eyes devoured her beautiful body, and she seemed to enjoying it all. She had her hands on her hips, her hips pushed a bit out to one side, her legs spread a bit, long and sexy in her heels. The hat tipped back a bit on her head. The string of pearls accentuating her lovely neck.

"Son, it's time to eat," she said seductively. "Come get your nourishment."

I stood up, which was no easy task with my amazingly hard cock. I walked over to Mom and took her in my arms. We pressed our lips together and our bodies pressed hard against each other. Our kiss was passionate, not at all what someone would expect between a mother and her son. It was full of fire and heat, it was full of need and want, it was full of lust and love.

I released her lips and kissed my way down to her left nipple. My hand cupped it from underneath. She moaned as my teeth gently raked her nipple and my hand caressed her breast. I could feel her legs tremble as my tongue rapidly flicked over the extended morsel.

My cock was begging to come out and play but I wanted this to be about Mom. After all, she did tell me to eat. I sucked on the outside of her lovely breast as I caressed and squeezed her ass. I kissed her collar bone and then kissed my way over to her other breast. I sucked and licked all around her erect nipple until she was moaning softly, that's when I gently bit it. She let out a little yelp, laughed and slapped my arm.

"Stop that, you naughty boy," she giggled.

I spun her around. She placed her hands on the door and looked around towards me best she could. I kissed and licked the back of her neck then worked my way down her spine, kissing, licking, nibbling. I moved back up her back and kissed and sucked hard on each shoulder.

"Don't you dare leave a hickey on me," she warned, half-heartedly.

Mom started cooing, which told me she was really getting into this. I had to admit I was enjoying it as well. I continued kissing Mom's back, down to the top of her lovely ass. My hand was roaming up and down the back of her thighs as my lips explored her cheeks. I licked to a spot then locked my lips to it and sucked hard, then I moved to another spot and did it again. Mom groaned and writhed. She was starting to pant, having a hard time catching her breath.

I knelt down and spread her ass cheeks apart. I quickly flicked the tip of my tongue over her rosebud, several times. She started gasping for breath. Her legs were shaking. She pressed her breasts up against the door and was grinding them against it. I pushed her legs further apart and kissed and licked the insides of her thighs. Pushing my nose between her cheeks I was able to get close enough to run my tongue along her wet lips. She tasted wonderful. I could spend the rest of my life doing this.

I turned Mom around and I rubbed her swollen clit with my thumb. She spread her legs apart and started caressing her own tits and pulling on her nipples. Since I didn't need to worry about her breasts being ignored I place all my attention on her glistening pussy.

Using my finger and thumb I spread her wet lips apart and tongued her opening. She moaned loudly and fell back against the door with a soft thud. I hoped no one heard it and was coming to investigate. With Mom propped securely against the door I pushed my tongue deep inside her pussy and moved it in large circles, every trip to the top brushing her g-spot. Her hips began gyrating, driving her pussy harder against my face.

I continued circling my tongue inside her while I drove my nose hard as I could against her clit. Breathing became very difficult. For both of us. Mom pulled hard on her nipples, raising her tits up off her chest. I could tell she was close. She was panting and gyrating and moaning softly.

I pushed a finger inside her pussy, giving my tongue a moment to rest. After it was well lubricated with her juices I removed it and began sucking hard on her swollen clit. I felt her getting closer and closer to climaxing so I shoved my soaked finger up her ass as hard as I could. She erupted in a long, hard climax that caused her legs to almost buckle, which would have taken us both to the floor. Her juices flooded my face and her stocking covered thighs.

I stood up and helped her move away from the door. I moved her dress and handbag and sat her in the chair. She was panting wildly, eyes closed, chest rising and falling with each attempt to catch her breath. The chair was getting a soaking from her cunt.

She was starting to catch her breath now. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. Her legs were still spread and her cum was oozing all over the leather chair. She had a hungry look in her eyes.

"I'm famished," she said, staring into my eyes. "Time for me to eat."

She reached forward and unzipped my trousers. My cock was folded in half in my drawers and I was so relieved when she pulled it out, allowing it to stretch out completely. The head was a deep purple and the glans were swollen like never before. Mom smiled and looked up at me. She took the base of my throbbing cock in one hand and slipped her red lips around the purple head. The feeling was incredible. I couldn't take my eyes off her lips on my cock and she kept her eyes on mine.

She lowered her lips slowly onto my cock, moving the shaft further and further into her mouth until I could feel the back of her throat touching the tip. She held it there for a moment then started to hum. The vibration from her humming sent shivers over my cock and up my spine. I moaned and wanted to fuck my Mom's mouth hard, but this was her lunch, I'd let her eat as she pleased.

She slowly moved back and removed her mouth from my cock. She pushed it up flat against my trousers and began licking the underside of my shaft. I was in heaven then. The feeling of her tongue sliding up and down my wet shaft was great. Then she started flicking the tip over the bottom of the shaft, running up then down as she did. My balls were crying for release but I didn't want to cum yet. I was sure Mom wasn't ready for dessert.

Mom reached into my drawers and pulled my balls out the opening in my trousers. I felt awkward, standing there still in my suit while Mom sucked my cock, but I wasn't about to complain. She pulled my sack down and began sucking on my balls, first the right one, then the left. She still kept looking up into my eyes, her eyes smiling at me.

"Someday soon we're going to shave your balls son," she said with a wink.

She returned to my cock, which was twitching, aching. She seemed to realize I needed relief and couldn't hold out much longer. She started pumping the base of my cock with one hand, pulling on my ball sack with the other, and sucking hard and deep on my cock. My hips were gyrating towards her mouth, driving my cock down her throat. My legs began to quiver and I knew the time had come. I grabbed Mom's head to steady myself and my cock erupted in the back of her mouth. She swallowed my cum just as quickly as it exited my shaft and she kept sucking. The sensation was overwhelming. I could feel my balls contracting again and a second spurt of cum shot into Mom's mouth. I moaned loudly, much too loudly, then she released me.

I walked over to my desk and pulled two baby wipes from the bottom drawer. I keep them there to clean up after I eat at my desk. I wiped my cock off and stuffed it back in my trousers. I took the other to Mom. She cleaned her face off then started to wipe between her legs, but stopped.

"I think I'll just leave that alone. Something to remember lunch by later on," she said with a huge smile on her face.

Mom put her dress back on, touched up her lipstick and made sure she was presentable once more. She kissed me and told me to enjoy the rest of my day, then she took her handbag and left the office. I sat back down behind and desk and just smiled and wondered what else this family was capable of.

Jane walked in a minute later with more paperwork. I studied her face, trying to determine if she had any idea what just happened in here, but there were no tell-tale signs. She stood next to me and waited for me to sign the paperwork precisely where she told me to. After obediently signing several pages she gathered them back up and headed back out of my office, but at the door she stopped and said, "I'll get you some more baby wipes." With that, she closed the door.

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Mom wanted to throw a huge party for my twenty-sixth birthday. Ellie clearly agreed with her. She suggested we have the party at the dealership. The entire staff would be there. They'd invite all the customers on file, all our neighbors, everyone in the city, it seemed to me. Of course they wanted it catered and planned to hire live entertainment.

"Oh hell no," I protested. "You both know I'm not a fan of being the center of attention, especially when there's a large group involved. It's my birthday, right?"

"Of course son," Mom said.

"Then I only want a few people and I want it here at the house. No catering, just something simple, and definitely no live entertainment."

"Boring," Ellie said.

"I don't care Ellie. I like boring actually. I'm not a fan of big groups of people, okay?" I pleaded.

"Kids, don't fuss," Mom scolded. "We'll do it John's way Ellie. After all it's his birthday."

I sighed, "Thanks Mom."

Ellie said, "Then I get to pick who's invited. I know who you like and who you don't."

"I don't know Ellie," I said.

"Now John, you let your sister help with this. You hear me?" Mom scolded again.

"Okay, okay. Ellie can invite who she thinks should be here. No more than just a few, including you guys," I begged.

"Deal," Ellie said, then giggled.

Oh no, I thought to myself. What have I just agreed to?

Two weeks later the magic night arrives. Ellie's kids are at a sleepover and Mom called me at the office to tell me not to get home before six. I'm wondering what the hell she's up to but I agree; I won't be home before six.

I pull in the driveway precisely at 6 PM. If anything, I'm obedient and punctual. I look around and notice two unfamiliar cars parked on the street. Well, there are at least two more people here besides Mom and Ellie. I have no idea who, but I'll find out soon.

I walk in the house and the first thing I notice is the wonderful smell of my favorite meal, takeout pizza.

"Alright. Birthday pizza," I yell out.

"We're in the kitchen John," Mom hollers.

I remove my suit coat and throw it over the back of my recliner and head to the kitchen. I turn the corner and there I see Ellie, Mom, Ellie's best friend and co-worker Becky, and my secretary Jane.

"Happy birthday," they all yell out.

"Wow. Thank you guys," I say. "Becky and Jane, I'm so glad you came to help me celebrate. Ellie said she knew exactly who to invite and she was right." I winked at Ellie and she smiled big.

Jane said, "how could I say no? You're my boss." She laughed, then said, "Just kidding John. I told Ellie if she didn't invite me I'd sit on her."

We all laughed and I walked over to Jane and gave her a hug, same with Becky. I hugged Ellie and kissed her on the cheek. "I meant it sis. Spot on with the invites," I whispered. I stepped over to Mom and hugged her tight and whispered, "You're the best for doing this Mom."

"Well, you said you wanted a small gathering and that's just what we did," Mom said. "Now let's eat before the pizza gets cold."

"Amen," Becky said.

Jane looked at her, "you must be hungry girl."

Like you can't believe," Becky said.

I sat at the table and watched the others take their seats. I was drinking beer and the ladies were drinking wine. Everyone was eating pizza, chatting, having a good time. I noticed everyone started sharing stories, mostly about Dad, which pleased me. I missed him and was afraid I was starting to forget him.

Mom talked about how Dad would take Ellie and me to the park and watch us play for hours. She said he was always happiest when he was with us.

Jane talked about how Dad liked to play practical jokes at work. This surprised me. I'd never known Dad to be a practical joker, at work or otherwise.

"Now wait just a minute," Mom said, stopping everyone cold. "We're forgetting something very important. This is John's birthday, so instead of talking about Dad, we should spill all the dirt we have on John."

Everyone busted out laughing and the stories started flowing like crazy. Anything and everything I'd ever done was fair game. Well, not everything, thank God.

As they talked I looked around the table. Mom looked great. She was smiling more than she'd smiled in a long time. Ellie was grinning ear-to-ear and really enjoying herself. Becky was as beautiful as I'd remembered her being. I loved her high cheek bones and full lips. She was wearing a tight red leather skirt and a white blouse, that made it obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I wonder if she knew I had a crush on her when she and my sister ran around together when they were younger. Even Jane, the tall, slightly plump, woman who was definitely closer to Mom's age than mine, was looking very nice. She was wearing a red blouse and black skirt. Her long blonde hair was hanging down her back. I think it was the first time I'd seen her with her hair down. I thought, She should wear it down more often.

The pizza didn't last long. The wine flowed freely amongst the ladies and I realized I was on my fourth beer.

Mom stood up and grabbed the empty pizza boxes. "Who wants birthday cake?" Mom asked everyone.

With what I thought was way too much enthusiasm everyone started yelling, "I do." "Me too." "It's about time." I looked at all of them very suspiciously and said, "Sure Mom, but I have a bad feeling about this."

"Oh hush silly, it's just a birthday cake," Mom said.

When she went to the kitchen to retrieve the cake I looked at all the ladies. They all had this "Oh, I wonder what's going to happen next" look on their faces. "What's going on here sis?"

"Oh, I just wouldn't know what you mean John," she said in a very innocent, coy voice that told me she was probably the instigator of whatever was coming out of the kitchen.

"John, you close your eyes and don't you dare open them before I tell you to," Mom yelled from the kitchen.

The ladies started giggling and Ellie said, "Do it John. Close them so Mom can bring the cake out."

"Okay, okay," I said, and closed my eyes tight.

I felt Mom standing next to me and heard her slide the cake on the table in front of me. I could hear everyone giggling and even a loud laugh, I think from Jane. I still had my eyes closed when I felt Mom move behind me, her hands on my shoulders.

"Happy birthday son. Open your eyes," Mom said softly.

I slowly opened my eyes and immediately gasped. "Oh my god," I said, a little too loudly. There was a terrific outburst of laughter from the women.

I had seen these types of cakes before. Where a photograph is taken to the baker and somehow, someway, the photograph is transferred into the icing on the cake. Every detail perfectly preserved in the icing. The photograph perfectly duplicated. I'd never understood how it could be done with such "miraculous" results.

What I saw in front of me was a full sheet cake. It was divided in quarters; upper right, upper left, lower right, and lower left. In each quadrant was a life-like picture. Each picture was a close-up photograph of a woman's pussy, bared for anyone to see that wished to look.

In the upper left corner was a shaved pussy, pouty lips, huge clit sticking out like a small dick - Mom. In the upper right corner was a pussy with huge labia, larger than any other I'd ever seen - Ellie. I started to understand what was happening here. In the lower left corner was a dark brown pussy and there was a hint of pink in the center, between the outer lips - Becky. In the lower right corner was a large, hairy, blonde pussy. Definitely Jane. I sat there in total shock. I know they could all tell.

"Oh my god," I exclaimed again. "How the hell did you get someone to make this cake?" I asked.

"Becky started laughing. "I know a guy who owns a bakery downtown. He owed me big."

"I can only imagine what for," I said, smiling.

I couldn't take my eyes off this wonderfully weird and exciting cake. I felt Mom's hand leaving my shoulders, gliding down my chest. She began playing the tips of her fingers over the tips of my nipples. They became hard instantly and a soft moan escaped my lips. I looked up away from the pussy cake for the first time since laying eyes on it. Ellie was smiling, her eyes fixed on mine. Jane had unbuttoned her blouse, her huge cleavage nestled inside a black lacey bra. Becky's huge nipples were pressed hard against her white blouse; very apparent she was as turned on as I was.