Mother And Daughter - Sex Stories

Mother And Daughter

... who had pulled in.

“Hi, you must be Tony,” the petite blonde said.

“Yes, I am, and you must be Danni,” he replied.

“Yeah, that’s me! Mom said you’d be around this afternoon,” she said as she returned to washing the front fender, her small, but nicely shaped tits swaying in her string bikini top as she did.

“Yep, here I am. Nice car,” Tony answered.

“Thanks, I love her!” Danni cooed.

“Her? She got a name?”

“Cherry,” Danni answered proudly.

“I like it. It sure fits with the color and all. She’s as hot as you are, dressed in almost nothing like that,” Tony told her.

“Yeah? Do you like what you see? Mom didn’t tell me you were a hunk either,” Danni flirted back.

“Yeah, since I can see most of you, dressed like that, I do,” Tony replied.

“You want to see more?” Danni teased.

“Who wouldn’t, but I should let you get Cherry all cleaned up.”

“Damn, I thought we were doing so good, flirting and all.” Danni pouted.

“I’m cooking burgers later. Maybe we can pick up the flirting there. Use the gate off the patio to come over, dress, or don’t dress as you like.”

“Oh, burgers! I’m starving! Dress, or don’t dress, interesting choices.” Danni smiled.

“See you around six o’clock, ok?” Tony asked.

“Six o’clock, and you will see me, a lot of me,” she teased as she turned around and returned to washing her car.

Tony grabbed the grocery sacks from his truck and headed inside.

“What the fuck are you doing, Tony?” he asked himself, setting the ...

... bags on the kitchen island. “Not exactly what Cathy asked for.”

******

Cathy sat in a booth at what looked to be the nicest restaurant/club in the small town at the lake. Sitting between Hank and Barbara, she gazed around as they waited for their drinks to arrive.

As they had all left straight from the office, she was still dressed in her business suit; a short blue skirt with the hem pulled just over the top of her stockings, a white shirt with an extra button open giving a nice view of her full cleavage, and a matching jacket.

She wore black stockings with a red garter and thong underneath, and the red heels she’d worn last night that had been in the air on her feet as she was fucked so good by Tony.

She was sure Tony’s comments last night had hit her subconscious as she dressed for work this morning.

She felt she was prepared for what might happen, sexually this weekend, and dressed this way, knowing she wanted it to happen if the couple went that way.

She had been fully quizzed by Hank and Barb on the hour-long drive from the city where she’d caught them up on her change in life with the divorce, moving away to feel free, and a little about Tony, but no more than they had become close, and were seeing each other occasionally.

Barb had smiled knowingly at the “seeing each other” comment.

As their server, Jackie arrived at the booth with their drinks, Cathy’s phone pinged with a text. She ignored the text as Jackie handed a Chivas on the rocks to ...