The next morning at breakfast I was unusually quiet as I waited for Rachael to join us. I would have sworn that she was asleep when I had visited her in her bedroom the night before but she had fooled me. I was praying that she wouldn't spill the beans in front of everyone but who knew what she was capable of. I thought of some of the things she had said and done with Dad right in front of Mom.
I guess that she took mercy on me that morning because nothing was said about the night before. Dad chatted on about his trip and Rachael managed to sound somewhat interested. At one point our eyes met and she just smiled and stuck out her tongue at me.
Turned out that Dad was going to be gone just overnight so that gave us only one day to put Mom's plan into effect. If all went according to plan that evening's meal was going to be very interesting. Very interesting. I couldn't wait.
After Dad left, Mom announced that she had to go out shopping. We all sort of went our separate ways that day but there was an undertone of sexuality in that house that was as thick as fog. I was tempted to go see Rachael again and see if she'd give me a taste of that sweet, sweet pussy when she was totally awake. Jason was staring at Marie and the bulge in his pants gave away what he was thinking. Marie was constantly chewing on her lip and looking at everyone. I could tell that she was hot as a pistol and ready to go off at the first opportunity. Who knew what Rachael was thinking? Somehow we managed to avoid each other for most of the afternoon.
About 4 o'clock Mom came home and said that dinner would be at 7 and everyone should be there. About an hour before dinner she pulled me aside and told me to make sure that everyone knew what we were supposed to do. Oh we knew all right and I was hot and ready to go.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, dinnertime arrived. Rachael was casually dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and she was surprised when Marie, Mom and I arrived wearing skirts.
"Christ, since when did we start dressing for dinner around here?" she asked. Nevertheless I saw her eyes take in Marie's long legs as she sat down. Mom looked good too in a white mini with a matching top. I had a denim mini that I purposely let ride up my legs as I sat down. God, the three of us looked good enough to eat.
Jason was the last to arrive and he sat next to Rachael, directly across from Marie. He looked good in his tight jeans and shirt.
Mom had made a huge bowl of some type of pasta dish with chicken in it and a large bowl of tossed salad. I was starved but it wasn't food I was interested in.
"I hope everyone's good and hungry," Mom said.
"Oh oui," whispered Marie, "I am so hungry." Her tongue slowly licked her lips as she stared at Jason across the table from her. She slouched down in her chair and reached out with her foot and put it in Jason's lap. Her toes began slowly rubbing up and down on his crotch.
It took a moment for Rachael to notice what was happening but suddenly she gave a surprised look as she noticed Marie's foot in her brother's crotch, sliding up and down. Jason naturally just sat there with a grin on his face.
"Something wrong Rachael?" Mom asked. You look as if you've seen a ghost."
"Ah..no, I'm all right." She shot a look over to Marie, cleared her throat to get her attention and mouthed the words 'Stop that" Marie smiled back at her and continued rubbing Jason's cock with her foot.
Rachael tried to ignore what was happening but I caught her stealing glances at her brother's lap. Meanwhile Mom had passed the pasta around the table. I smiled and picked up a couple of strands of the pasta with my fingers and said, "Hey Jason, watch this."
Marie tilted her head back and formed an o with her lips and I slowly let those strands of pasta down into her mouth. When there was just two or three inches of pasta left she sucked in and slurped the rest quickly into her mouth.
Mom and I applauded. "Good job Marie!" Rachael's mouth fell open in disbelief.
"What is that all about? Mom?"
"Oh that's just a French custom that Marie taught us honey. It's really kind of neat. Want to try it?"
"I don't think so," she answered somewhat sarcastically.
"Your turn Mom" I laughed. I took several long strands over to my Mother and she quickly slurped them up and out of my fingers just as Marie had.
'Nice job Mom!"
"Your turn baby," Mom said. She picked up several strands and approaching me she said, "I've got an idea." She put the pasta into her own mouth with only about two inches of it protruding from her lips. Bending over me she slowly let the pasta slide out of her mouth and into mine. I sucked it up greedily.
"Ohh Mom, that was good."
"Ohh, that was gross," stammered Rachael. "I don't believe it."
"Oh don't be such a fucking prude Rachael."
Rachael turned red as a beet. I don't think she had ever heard her mother use the 'f' word before.
Meanwhile, while her attention had been focused on Mom and me, Jason had managed to unzip himself and pull out his cock, which was now as hard as the proverbial rock. Both of Marie's feet now encircled it and slowly rubbed up and down it's length. When Rachael noticed that, her face registered total disbelief. Marie smiled at her across the table.
"I'm not very hungry right now. Think I'll go to my room."
'Rachael, you sit right there until dinner's over. I won't have you being rude to our guest."
'But I.."
"But nothing young lady. Besides, we've got some more French customs to show you. Now sit back down and don't you even think about leaving."
