Chapter 53- I order cake.
Yana kissed me and I drove off happy. Next stop Janice's.
As I drove Shmel off to Janice's. My mind was a flurry of activity. I had to go because Yana had given me her 'secret lady wedding book.' And was expecting Janice to make her dream cake. But Janice's text left me under no illusions as to what Janice was expecting.
I was in a quandary. My body wanted Janice, my heart didn't, My mind had to order cake. But could I order cake and not have Janice as well. Or should I just order my cake and eat it too?
I was having one of those cartoon Angel/Devil moments again. So, I just decided to quote Brandi, 'Live in the now' and 'Just go with the flow.' Ah Brandi. Thinking of her made me remember her 'Intervention' recently, and that made me hard and horny. Maybe it was good I was going to go and see Janice.
I drove for about quarter of an hour as traffic for a Monday afternoon was pretty bad. I eventually got to Janice's place. I parked on the road. Before I got out. I checked my phone. As I had put in a place I couldn't reach it. I grabbed it and found that there were six text messages.
One from Yana. ' Just starting class, just texted to say I love you and make sure you take the book in. Love Yana.'
One from Penny. ' Jeanette and I are wondering if you would like your present from us two at a hotel like Star City, my place, or her place? And when. DO it before she starts showing? Pen.'
That message made me think about the present Penny and her sister were giving me. Which mum also seemed to know about. I had the understanding it was going to be a sister and sister threesome with all six holes available.
One from Brandi. ' Hey stud. Just remember I still want some of you. So lay off Yana and your mum eh?'
Two from mum. First one. 'Just to let you know your Aunt Victoria is coming up to Auckland for a conference. She wants to meet up with her favourite nephew and meet his wife. She's coming up on Wednesday can you pick her up as well? Mum.'
Second one. 'When you see Janice try to keep it in your pants.'
And the sixth and last one. 'I can see you, why don't you cum in?' From Janice.
Mum's messages made me think of Aunty Victoria or Vickie. She was mum's Younger sister. She was about 43. And last I had seen her she was blonde and big boobed. She lived in Wellington. Another city and was the principal of a primary school down there. She had done a double degree in Education and Eastern European languages.
I hadn't seen her for ages. But I wondered what she was coming up to Auckland for? And what made mum think that Janice and I were going to fuck?
So, six messages four of them, containing ideas about fucking. Yana's message made me happy but also slightly guilty.
So, I decided to just bite the bullet and go and see Janice. What would happen, would happen.
I unfastened my seatbelt. Had a quick cough. Ran my fingers through my hair. Not in an attempt to make me look more decent, but to try to make me look scruffy. It didn't really work. Well, it did but could have worked better.
I picked up the scrapbook, opened the driver's door of Shmel and got out. Walked around Shmel, and up Janice's drive to her front door. I took deep breath, quietly said to myself. 'Well here goes.' And knocked on the door. It was opened almost instantly. But not fully open. Just enough for me to get in. I walked in and it was shut and locked behind me.
"Hello, Jay or stud. I was beginning to think you weren't going to come in." Janice said from behind me.
"Hello Janice, no just a good song on the radio." I replied back.
Janice moved closer to me; I could hear her heels on the hardwood floor behind me as she moved closer. She put her hand on my shoulder and spun me around. As soon as we were facing each other. Her other hand darted down. Straight down to my crotch. Janice's fingers started rubbing and teasing my cock through my pants.
"Good, mama was looking forward to her white boy cock. And mama doesn't like being disappointed." Janice said, in a dominant yet seductive tone. Her English Accent quite apparent. Giving my male parts a squeeze as she said disappointed.
"Well, I aim to please." I answered with a slight gulp.
"Gooood." Janice said. One hand on my shoulder, one hand making its way into my pants. Janice unbuckled my belt and then slid her hand down the front of my pants, and into my boxers. Where she proceeded to have what an English person might describe as a 'good ol' feel up.' Running her hand over and over my dick and balls.
The whole time Janice looked me in the face.
Janice had a feel for about five minutes, pinning me against the wall as she did. After she had seemingly copped enough of a feel and made me half-mast. She stepped back from me. This was when I could have my first good look at her today.
Janice was wearing a baby blue satin robe, Done up tight around her waist. When she saw she undid it and it fell open. The belt half fell out and I caught it and rested it around my neck. Hanging like an undone tie.
Janice was wearing an incredibly sexy bra and panties sets. It was white. She must have either known about her stepson's 'thing' for ebony women in white lacy lingerie. Or just chose it out of luck. But I starting to form the same opinion as her stepson David. White lingerie against black skin. It was a turn on, but it had to be African shade, not Latina or Mediterranean tone. But Black, black. She wore a bra and panty set which was bright snow white covered in lace. It consisted of Bra, panties, and Suspender belt. Along with white stockings and high heels. I didn't know if her panties were a G-string or panties. But I assumed given the way this afternoon was going I would find out.
Janice's lingerie was white and very lacy. Lace covered the cups, which given Janice's size of 14E meant quite a bit of lace. Lace covered the cups, and halfway up the straps. It also included little pearls real or not, stitched on as well. Her panties had lace all over the triangle in the front, the waistband and also had little pearls. And what was not apparent at first was a thin coating of glitter over both of them as well. The suspender matched both bra and panties. With four strips of elastic with clips holding the stockings up.
I found myself agreeing with David that the contrast between dark skin like Janice's and the white lingerie was quite erotic.
I gazed at her, taking it all in, here was a dark ebony goddess, all dressed in white. And I felt that David was right, black women in white lingerie was a sight, the contrast between the colour schemes was quite a turn on.
'Well, Well. Look at you. And I was expecting to order a fruit cake, a rather large one." I said.
"Haha, so is that a no? We can always talk about the wedding cake if you prefer. But I may not offer this again." Janice sarcastically said.
