“And what opportunity is that, son?” Mom asked, her voice seemed rich with honey.
I smiled. “You said yes.”
She smiled, her lips stained red by wine. “Okay then,” she said, standing slowly and picked up her glass. She walked to the wine cabinet with a natural sway from her hips, grabbed a bottle and turned. “Come up in ten minutes,” she said before leaving me and my stunned sister.
Kelly’s eyes were bright and her mouth agape.
“Oh my god I can’t believe you asked her to do that! I can’t believe she said yes!” she whispered as our mother’s footsteps trailed up the stairs. “I can’t believe you did that! What’s gotten into you Big Brother?”
“Just going with my gut now,” I said hearing the door close upstairs and turned my attention to my dear, dear sister.
“Are you in?” I asked.
She shook her head, uncertain. “In for what?”
“I want your help with this. You are part of the reason I’m in this mess so I think it is only natural for you to be my bounce again.”
She stood, bringing her face close to mine so her voice could turn to husky whisper. “I know you have something up your sleeve and I am all in.” I could sense heat coming off her body as she laid her hand lightly on my forearm. “… and if this goes anything like last time… I might need you to be as well.”
She pulled back, still looking up at me with lust filled baby doll eyes as she bit her lower lip.
Chapter 7.0
Mother was still in the bathroom as Kelly and I began to set up, my eyes already scanning the room. It had a perfect balance of modern and antique. It was large and well lit with a soft white light pouring out of two large paper lamps on both sides of the king size bed. Kelly began unpacking the bounce leaving the bags beside a brown wingtip chair opposite the bed.
“Why don’t you go check on Mom?” I asked of Kelly as I began prepping the settings on the camera, my eye now fixed in the view finder as I knelt, focused the camera and began snapping at different corners of the room.
“Sure thing,” she said, standing up and walking to the bathroom. Her ass passed right into my field of view, framed brilliantly in those glorious yoga pants. I couldn’t resist taking a picture.
Kelly didn’t miss a stride as she looked over her shoulder with a smirk and then disappeared in the bathroom.
What the hell was I doing? It was so certain surreal; setting up a photo shoot, a boudoir photo shoot, to which my mother would be in the main subject while my sister assisted. As far as lines go, this would certainly be crossing it already, but the baser side of me, my carnal and twisted id was begging for me to push the limits to find where my desires would be satiated. Yet I could not ponder long for within moments Kelly returned, eyes wide and cheeks flushed.
“Whoa,” she said, “She is totally ready.” Kelly grabbed the reflector and stood next to me. “Are you?”
I held her gaze in my eyes, already my pulse was thundering through my veins as I nodded. Kelly smiled, taking a deep breath then passed behind me as I looked to the bathroom door.