” “I am doing that for sure.” I shifted myself some, then I put my arm around mom’s shoulders, and when I did she looked at me, and leaned in ...oward me, letting me know that I can kiss her by the look, and closeness she added to us, which is what I did. As I leaned in to kiss her, she leaned in closer yet, and our lips met each other with open mouth, and right away our tongues went to dueling it out, then the hand that mom had free from holding anything, she started slowly rubbing up and down. A few minutes of flirtations waiting to see who would make the first move seemed to drive her insane as she put the wine glass down and exclaimed that they were scared sh*tless, excited, and about to explode all at once. She leaned in and gave me a soul touching deep kiss as my hands explored first the outside and then inside her robe. Things accelerated rapidly from there as we all quickly disrobed and kissed moving from one mouth to the next in almost a fluid motion. Then she quickly. Did I mention my hair? Men are mistaken when they say it is blonde. It is such a perfect blonde that Rivlon and Sam Factors, the two largest cosmetic companies both tried to replicate my color calling it Jet Blonde. Jet is my nickname.I have an older brother named Ian. I suspect that my mother was so disappointed that her first born was a son, that as soon as she was able, she tried for a second child, me. My mom devoted my life to me and she made sure my brother did the same. He was taught to. It was clear that the last thing she wanted us to have was a lot of space between us, and we all had a great view of the valley and the mountain. Once I was seated, she and Rita sat on my knees, my thighs actually, their arms around me and each other.“Here’s what we’re going to do,” said Claire matter-of-factly, as if she were assigning chores to all of us. “I loved watching Rita edge you on Thursday, the two of you making out without going all the way to fucking…’til later.“The three of us are.