Beth slowly awakened as the first rays of the sunrise began to flood the room. At some point in the night, she had snuggled even more closely into Ron. Her head was now resting comfortably on his supper chest. Her left breast bulged up beyond his rib cage, while her leg crooked over his hip and stomach and remained in constant contact with his morning erection.
She slowly opened her eyes and was not at all surprised to see that the now cool air circulating in the room had driven Pam to wrap as much of her body around the only source of heat available to them as well. She was snuggling to him, much as Beth, but only lower down his torso with her head on the boy's stomach and pressed lightly to Beth's knee. Her was face only inches from his engorged cockhead, and her legs scissored around his right thigh. Her right hand rested between his legs, just a few inches from his scrotum.
Her own arousal slowly building as she almost imperceptibly pressed her already damp pussy against Ron's hip, Beth decided to see if she could start off the day with a little more naughty temptation for her sexually frustrated friend. She waited a few more seconds to confirm Pam's still deep, steady breathing, and then reached down and every so gently repositioned Pam's hand until it was essentially wrapped around Ron's penis. The lingering effect on Pam of the prior night's sleeping tablet allowed Beth to place her hand over Pam's to steadily squeeze and stroke a few inches of his shaft. Beth lay there, clenching her own cunt against Ron's body, as she deftly maneuvered her friend into tenderly caressing his magnificent penis.
Ron was likewise still in a deep slumber, and only in his ever present dreams did he even remotely process the hands on his otherwise motionless body.
Pam's mind sensed the manipulation of on her hand, but rather than nudging her further toward consciousness, instead place her back into her own sexually charged dream.....one of the many she'd experienced since succumbing to the chemical sleep aides that along with the evening's consumption of alcohol and pot, had fairly quickly subdued her feelings of lustful arousal and emerging guilt, to put her into a deep slumber. Now, with her hand unknowingly being used to stroke Amy's still sleeping boyfriend, her dream self was in that spa locker, naked with Ron.
In this dream however, MIke did not divert his wife and come to her rescue. In her mind, Mike was not interrupted by the spa staff while he was preparing to fuck his own wife. She and Ron had no choice but to stand there, his cock pressed up the cleft of her ass cheeks as she perched precariously on the exercise ball, and continuously writhed against his gel covered penis, all the while watching through the slitted locker door and listening to Lil describe how she had been sliding her nude body all over this very same erection.
Beth sensed Pam's hand incrementally tightening on the boy's shaft, but had no idea that in her dream state, she was reaching behind her to clutch the steel pipe of a cock before the teenager could dip down and slide past her drenched opening. Dream Pam at first only intended to keep his penis diverted from his obvious goal of forcing her to stand there as he buried his fat cock to the hilt as she was forced to watch another couple have sex. But the more she deflected and repositioned him, the more her already substantial arousal grew, until her efforts to avoid his attempt to fuck her diminished and her movements evolved into an increasingly urgent hand job that was pushing him further down until he would be able to slide beneath her bubbly ass up into her gushing pussy, effectively impaling her against the closed locker door.
Strangely enough, Ron's deep slumber was slow to relent, and his subconscious mind was only beginning to register the pleasure being administered to his dick. His body responded first as his hips wriggled ever so slightly in pursuit of even more stimulation, yet he remained unaware of what was actually happening as he lay there, bound between his girlfriend's mother and her devious friend.
Realizing her friend was now squeezing and stroking Ron's shaft independent of her prior manipulations, Beth withdrew her hand, content to watch as Pam ground her pussy against his right thigh, just as she was doing to his left hip. This went on for maybe a minute or so, but ever so slowly it became apparent that Pam was awakening and about to become aware of her body's erotic actions.
Beth ceased her own movements, and watched through slitted eyes to see how Pam would respond to waking up with Ron's thick erection clutched in her right hand. A few days ago, Pam recoiling immediately and leaping from the bed in shame would have been a near certainty, but given her willingness to play along with the previous evening's thinly rationalized debauchery, Beth felt her reaction was anything but predictable.
As consciousness pushed her erotic dream back to the depths of her mind, Pam groggily opened her eyes to Ron's angry looking penis only inches in front of her, filling her vision. She had ceased stroking him as her dream faded, but her relatively tiny hand was still loosely clutching his girth. Her body instantly froze in place, and she looked up to see if Beth and Ron had been observing her unknowing hand job, or as she had just comprehended, the way she'd just been rubbing her damp vagina against his muscular leg.
Relieved to see both still sleeping, and Ron's blindfold still in place, she looked back to where her hand was still loosely gripping his thickness. Pam paused there for a split second, admiring the teenager's long, thick penis dwarfing her petite fingers, when portions of the previous night suddenly came flooding back to her. The way she and Beth had been teasing him with their lips and tongues, the slurping of his precum......oh God, what had she allowed to transpire with her daughter's boyfriend.
As panic overcame her, she carefully retracted her hand and rolled silently from the bed, and at once was greeted by her nude form in the closet mirrors that last night had provided Ron an excellent view of her best feature. Her nakedness reminded her of the latter part of the evening, when Beth had brought her to orgasm in the shower with the dildo and her fingers, and had then manipulated her to sleep naked next to the bound, blindfolded boy. Her body began to betray her moral concerns, and grow warm to those memories, and Pam quickly decided a long cool shower was in order, to help her regroup and sort through the prior nights events.
Upon hearing her friend shut the bathroom door, Beth sat up and removed the robe sash from Ron's head, allowing him vision for the first time in hours. She lightly kissed and nibbled on his ear as she whispered "Good morning lucky boy," while at the same time lightly tracing her fingers up and down his chest. "Does this thing ever rest?" She continued, as she began tenderly stroking his cock. "I mean, I know last night was a little stimulating for you", she added while giving him a devious little grin, "but come on."
As the cobwebs floated away, and he squirmed from her kisses and light stroking of his dick, he replied "Uh, yeah, I mean, it's like this most every morning....it doesn't usually go away until I, you know, jerk off."
As Ron spoke, Beth heard the shower turn on, and knew it was time for her next move in this deliciously fun game of seduction she'd been playing for days now. She leaned over and engulfed the teen's engorged head, swirling her tongue for several rotations, then pulled free to his audible disappointment. "Sorry for that hun, but I have to go get the luggage from the airport," Beth spoke as she began to move around the room.
"But....." Ron started to plead, when a stearn look from his heavenly tormentor caused him to change lanes, "but, can't you help me pee before you go, I really have to go."
Tugging her now dry sundress onto her sleek body, Beth replied, "Well, I would if I had time, but I have to gather up ALL the clothes, towels, sheets, everything, to drop off with the maids on my way out. Unfortunately that will leave nothing for you," She paused a beat for effect, "or Pam to wear, so I am sorry for that, but it has to be done. So you need to hold it until after I leave, then you will have to call out to your girlfriend's mom for assistance. With traffic and dealing with airport bureaucracy, I'll be away a couple of hours most likely."
Like a ninja, Beth crept in and out of the bathroom, having silently retrieved every single piece of material that could be used to provide any modesty to her friend. With her arms nearly overflowing with the various linens and clothes, she winked at Ron then slipped into the hallway, striding quickly to Thomas's apartment, where she'd find their luggage and a clear view through the window of Ron still tied to the bed.
Ron flexed as best he could against his restraints, trying to lessen his discomfort, tried to suppress his need to urinate, and thought about what Beth had said. She'd left Pam naked in the shower, with nothing at all to cover herself with. And now he had no choice but to summon her to help him take a piss. His dick lurched at the implications, and he yelled, "Pam! Pam!, I need you....quick. Please!"
Pam had been in the shower, forgoing the stereotypical 'cold' shower in favor of a nice steamy beat down over her body, the same body that along with her inebriated mind, had guided her to depths of depravity she'd never thought herself capable. She'd been trying to recall all their attempts at rationalizing what they'd done, what they'd all done, last night, and was so engrossed with those memories, Beth had been able to grab everything without her having a clue.
Thinking of the excuses had led her to of course, recall what had needed to be justified, and the images of licking all over Ron's penis, teasing him to the point just short of explosion, and slurping up his precum like it was the last drop of a milkshake through a straw invaded her thoughts, and ignited a all too common dampness between her legs. 'No matter,' she thought, 'today is a new day, and Amy joins us this evening, and we will all move on as if nothing happened, clutching to the justification that it all had to be done, no matter how silly that now sounded.'
At that moment, Pam heard Ron calling out her name, cut off the water and called back, "Ron? What is it honey? I'm in the shower."
