"The next night, Nancy took the Gold Whale, our van, down to the studio with some munchies and drinks and all the pillows in the house. Karen came up ...n her car around seven. I was reasonably kicked back being the guy behind the camera, and while this was strange, I'd been through a few stranger things before that had put me a lot more uptight. So Karen had someone to bounce off of.I offered her a hot tub, but she wanted to keep her hair dry, so I got her fairly buzzed and we took off. She's. After a few weeks I was normal again. Things were going well at work, I got some killer bud from a friend in Colorado, and my bar trivia team took ninth in a national contest. Woot, amirite? Yeah well it's better than moping.Then one night I was with some of our usual crowd of shiftless guys and gals at The Brick, two beers into a buzz, when a vision appeared at the door. Cara was scanning the room and looking mighty fine in a fringe vest and skinny jeans. Egomaniac that I am I assumed she was. On her way coming to the table I made her sit on my knees entering one hand under the nighty to her back and the other one between her tighs giving her small caresses to lighten her more until she by herself directed my fingers to her Clit to play with.Turning more to my side and opening wider her legs allowed easily my fingers to move in and out her wet Pussy's hole giving her such a pleasure but it was not enough or done yet, moving her from my knees I made her lay down on the kitchen's table. There was something about just seeing them together, the two generations of women separated by twenty years and not much else, that touched Jessica in a very deep way. Her relationship with her own mother had been tempestuous at best... but she never liked to get into psychological explanations of the things that turned her on. It was enough that they did.* * *The last to arrive was Adriana, a good hour and a quarter late and dressed for action in tall boots, thigh-high stockings, a micromini.