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Massage Tool Mishap: The Hotel Stay

... sleeping with my parents," I admitted.

Saying those words out loud felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off me, a ton of bricks I didn't even know I was carrying around.

I told Melonie the story of what happened. Her eyes were wide open as she listened to me, carefully taking in every detail.

"Wow," Mel finally said when I stopped talking.

"That's it?" I asked.

"It is a lot to take in," Mel paused momentarily, "Were your parents good in bed?" Mel poked me.

"Oh my god, Mel, they are amazing. My Dad's cock is so thick, ugh, and Mom, Mom's pussy is to die for," I exclaimed.

I couldn't believe that I was openly talking about my parents' bodies with someone, but Mel seemed very interested in my sex life with them.

After a while, I couldn't help but notice Melonie's hand fidgeting around her crotch.

"Holy shit, Mel, are you turned on by this?" I mocked her.

Mel licked her lips and sheepishly replied, "Yes."

I wiped out my phone and quickly texted Mom.

"Come pick Melonie and me up. She knows. I want to take her to the store with us," I texted.

"Are you sure? This is a big step," Mom responded worriedly.

"I have never been more sure of anything in my life," I told her.

"Be right there!" Mom said.

"You are in for an adventure. Go get dressed," I smiled.

Mel and I quickly threw on our clothes and awaited Mom's arrival.

"Hi, Mrs. Goldberg," Melonie said when we got in the car.

"Melonie, just call me Rachel from now on. I ...

... have a feeling after today, we are going to be a lot closer," Mom stated.

"Oh wow, thanks," Mel said, unsure how to respond.

"It seems like college is treating you well. You look amazing," Mom continued.

"Thanks, Mrs…I mean Rachel. I really like school," Mel replied.

"That's great to hear. What are you majoring in?" Mom asked.

"Well, I am pre-med. I hope to attend physical therapy school once I finish college," Mel responded.

"I guess that means you are good with your hands," Mom winked into the rearview mirror.

"Mom!" I yelped.

"It's okay, Amy. I definitely am good with my hands. You should ask your daughter. Maybe I'll get a chance to show you sometime," Mel flirted back at Mom.

"I would like that," Mom smiled.

I was shocked. I knew Mel was turned on by my relationship with Mom, but I was surprised by how receptive she was to Mom's advances.

The rest of the car ride was silent. I began to fantasize about seeing Mel in latex and all the naughty fun we could have while wearing it. I wondered if Mom was having the same thoughts.

"Well, here we are," Mom announced while pulling into a parking spot.

"Mel, we don't have to go through with this if you don't want to. There is no pressure," I reminded her.

"There is no way I am passing up this chance," Mel said.

Melonie enthusiastically entered the shop. The store was like nothing Mel had ever seen. Rows and rows of latex clothing filled the storefront, while sexy lingerie and bikinis were ...