Mrs Henderson's problem 4. Enough? Never. - Sex Stories

Mrs Henderson's problem 4. Enough? Never.

... Claire in the kitchen. She had prepared a lovely seafood salad with French bread and chilled Spanish wine. “Oh hello darling. I thought you were going to be in there all day and all night making love to your mother. I think you should eat this as soon as possible but have beer instead of the wine. You need to replace the liquids you used up.” She wrapped her arms round his neck and kissed him long and tenderly. “You taste of your mother. Yummy.” As he was eating. Claire told him of Andrea and Jim's dilemma and told him she thought he could be the very person to help them out. “Me? From what you say I don't think I'll be able to go long enough to satisfy her.” She raised an eyebrow and looked sideways at him “Darling you just spent all afternoon and part of the evening fucking your mother to heaven and back. I think you can satisfy Andrea Jackson.” “But I may not be as good as her husband and leave her disappointed.” She looked him in the eye and gave him a gleaming smile “Darling, I fucked Jim Jackson six times today. He's good but not in your league. So let's have no more self doubt and fuck Andrea's brains out. Now eat and drink up your going to need your strength.” Two days later Claire telephoned Jim Jackson to arrange a surprise for Andrea. She suggested that he and Andrea come over for drinks that evening and for Andrea to wear her sensational dress she wore when Harriet first went over to meet them at their ranch. At seven that evening the Jacksons were dropped off by ...

... their driver and went in to be greeted by Harriet, Claire and Simon. As asked for, Andrea wore her skin tight white gown that showed off her figure so well. Jim wore a Pierre Cardin suit that was tailored perfectly. Claire was a vision in a low cut lemon mini dress and white Kurt Geiger lace-up thigh boots. Harriet was in a floor length bl**d red evening gown. Low cut and slit at the side to the waist. She wore high heeled evening shoes in the same colour and open crotch tights, also in bl**d red. No underwear. Simon was showing off his body in a see-through cream linen shirt and a pair of chocolate grey brushed linen trousers. Completing the ensemble with a pair of cream John Lobb loafers called Norwegian Slippers. No underwear so his huge cock could be clearly seen for Andreas benefit They had drinks and then went through to dine. With the meal they had some very good wine. Then some more wine. Andrea was seated between Simon and Harriet. Jim was between Harriet and Claire. All through the night Claire, Harriet and Simon flirted outrageously with Jim and Andrea. Harriet kept whispering in Andrea's ear and softly feeling her thigh beneath the table telling her how big and hard Simon got and how good he was in bed. She kept telling Andrea to feel how big and fat his cock was. She didn't even try, until later in the meal when the wine had a good hold on her, then Simon slid his fingers up inside her split dress and lightly touched her inner thigh just below her by now very hot ...