Then, while Donna was exchanging pleasantries with Mom, Janet pushed her bare foot into my crotch under the table. I was startled by the contact and I lurched forward over my plate. Donna saw the look that I gave Janet and Janet’s grin as I pushed her foot away told Donna everything she needed to know. She was flustered and excused herself and hurried away. Janet pushed her foot back in my crotch and I glared at her. Mom had a bemused look on her face. They had probably orchestrated this whole thing. Donna didn’t return to our table until we were done eating. She brought the check and asked how everything was. Janet gave Donna a coquettish smile and said, “Wonderful. Thank you, Donna.” I reached for the check but Mom grabbed it first. I let her pay. She was pretty cheap with the tip.
As I struggled out of the booth, Mom and Janet were heading for the door. I got Donna’s attention and mouthed the words, ‘See you Thursday night”. She grinned and vigorously nodded. When Mom and Janet were through the door I blew Donna an air-kiss and she blew one back with a grin on her face. We stood outside discussing who was going where to continue our visit. They had never been to my house and Mom expressed her desire to see it, so I led them back to my house. Mom pulled in behind my Nissan with her big Mercedes SUV.
I gave them a tour of my house. In the old days, Mom would have gushed over it with awe on her face. Now that she had money and was living in a big house or a mansion, she acted very blasé. Janet reacted similarly, which made sense when I discovered that Janet had moved in with Mom and Jeremy after her divorce. She was living the high-life on her step-father’s dime.
I offered them coffee and they both accepted. When I brought the cups to the living room and handed them over, Janet set hers down immediately and reached out and placed her full hand on my crotch. My cock hardened immediately from her touch. Janet glanced at Mom who was watching closely. Mom smiled up at me and then at Janet and nodded. I started to pull back from her touch but she came out of her seat and followed me back until I fell backward into the loveseat across the room under the window. Nothing was said by anyone but the expression on Janet’s face told me that I was meat on the table.
I fended Janet’s hands away until she succeeded in getting my hard cock in her hand and she pulled it out of my jeans. Then my little head was in control and my big head was along for the ride. Mom got up from the sofa and sat in a rocking chair beside the loveseat to get a better view. Before Janet could get her lips on my glans, Mom had her hand under her dress frigging herself.
With just her lips locked on the crown of my cock, Janet stripped off her blouse and bra and cradled her tits in her hands for a moment as she tweaked her rock-hard nipples. She pulled my jeans off with some assistance from me. I pulled my shirt off over my head. Then her hands wrapped around my shaft and she started a double-fisted counter-rotating hand job as she held my knob with her lips. I let out a loud groan and fell back against the loveseat. The memories of Janet’s skills all those years ago came flooding back. If I had any misgivings about this when she started, they were gone.