But mum wasn't going to be coy as we walked into meet the senior partner in the realtor local branch office.
"Sorry we are a little late Mrs Wilson, lovely to meet you at last." Mum offered her hand across the casual coffee table in the office, I knew they had been talking the last few days, getting our finances verified and high end viewings as serious cash buyers, but was a bit surprised mum felt it was "at last". Mum was blithely unselfconscious about the damp patch on the front of her skirt, the residue of our mother-son incestuous copulation in the back of the car on the way here.
"Great to meet you at last Mrs Brown, it's actually Miss, Miss Wilson but please call me Carol, the actual daughter of Wilson and Daughter!" I noticed her look us all over, pausing for a moment on my cock bulge, enhanced by the large, curved silicone ring and one size to small pair of dad's trousers mum had made me wear. She then explained how of the two local associates normally at this branch office, one was on holiday and she had sent the other home as she had turned up quite unwell. That explained the "Open by Appointment Only" sign we had passed on the door.
Carol was a shorty, stout, curvy and to my eye very attractive mature lady, handsome rather than pretty, at a guess about half way in age between mum and I, so around 50 or so. She was short, about five foot plus small change and cuddly plump with it, just a little overweight from the creep of age rather than fat. I assumed her height and extra poundage made her look much more busty than her tits would on an taller woman, or perhaps she had work done on them. Whilst she had a classy, elegant grey dress on it had probably fitted well when new, but now she was packing a few more pounds it clung teasingly to reveal her every comfy curve. No wedding ring I noticed as I couldn't help but think she looked a right little fuck lovely MILF, just my type right now.
"Oh, well thank you for meeting us here personally Carol. Yes, so sorry we are a bit late, I am afraid just get ever more horny with age and my son and I were having the most fabulous fuck in the back of the car." Mum shivered at the delightfully depraved recollection. "It was just too wonderful to rush my son in such a wonderful orgasm I am sure you agree."
"Oh my!" Carol blushed taken aback as we all were at mums candor, she picked up and fluttered all flustered through the property particulars. "How, well, how as you say, wonderful, I, well, um I haven't recently...oh, my, well as I, oh, well I always wanted, no wondered, oh, um, oh, no, gosh." She looked round catching herself saying more than she should. Of course she was startled, she wasn't the only one as my sister and I shot shocked looks at each other.
"Coffee!" Carol announced with some relief, standing and smoothing down her elegant, thigh length dress. "Let me get you all some coffees." With that she hurried out, buying some time to recover from the shock of her prospective client's announcement, a client whose excellent financial bona fides had already been proven. There was a lot of commission waiting to be earned if she found us the right place.
"Mum!" Babe and I snapped at her in unison, shocked and a little angered by mums unabashed immodesty so blithely revealing our incestuous secrets. We had some snappy, snippy mother-sibling bickering and back and forth over the rights and wrongs before we turned to dad for judgement.
"That's your marvelous mum kids." Dad shrugged and chuckled, clearly not as astounded or outraged as we were. "Always hot and horny, just never one to hold back and after forty fabulous years together I ain't going to change her, nor try to, now." We looked round at mum who had a naughty smirk on her face as she slipped off her summer cardigan to display her big saggy tits in the sheer tight top borrowed from babe, so a good couple of cup sizes too small.
"My darlings." Mum glanced past us. "I am proud of you all, proud of the wonderful love we have as family and how now, after all these years growing and apart, we are back together to know, show and share our natural passions. We are all having such a fucking fabulous time why can't we share the wonderful news!" Mum said, looking round at each of us in turn. Well she did have a point there but even so even if it wasn't illegal incest, you don't just normally tell a total stranger about your sex life. No matter how wonderful. "Anyway, let's sit now ready for when Carol is back with the coffee." Mum picked the far chair, a low, armless casual chair around the coffee table, hers was half turned to the office door, we all sat with our backs to the door.
"But mum it's dangerous to tell people we are, well, that we are lovers, incestuous lovers, we could get in trouble. And any way it's just a bit embarrassing." My sister argued.
"Oh babe." Mum chuckled. "We are all freely consenting and at our advanced age and your mature years, I can't see why it matters or why anyone should be embarrassed about being in love and being lovers. Anyway Miss Wilson, Carol, needs to know our need for collective sleeping and a room for my most particular, most special needs, which it seems I may need sooner rather than later." She looked round at me and my sister as she said that with a sharper look than before. My heart skipped with the thrilling thought she was taking this as an act of defiance that would need punishment later.
How exciting it would be to not only be teasingly tormented by my dominatrix mother, but even better to watch her correct my sister again. Jeez it had been so fucking hot to see mum spanking her daughters pussy. And by a room for our special, particular needs did she mean the planned sex room for bondage, correction and punishment?
"Well I think it's something we should have agreed to before being quite so open about first mum, I do."my sister said, not catching the inferred warning, mum straightened in her chair and shot a glance, as she ran up the metaphorical battle flag at this renewed daughterly defiance. Did I do the right thing and go all in with my sister, whom I agreed with, or seek to, literally, soften the blows by placating mum? My sister looked at me for renewed affirmation and support.
"Babe I think that's for mum to decide for us." Yeah, with mum's flare of anger I chickened out, not backing up my sister even though she was in the right.
"Thank you sweetie, for not embarrassing and humiliating your mistress further." Mums eyes softened as she smiled at me then narrowed again as she spoke to my sister. "Now babe, that's enough, although I do really need to correct you here and now after such defiance."
"Of, gosh, I didn't think we were like that here, out and about." My sister looked round nervously.
"You are forever and always our loving and supposedly obedient children, in all matters around sex, love and desire, in all matters you and your sweet brother willingly submitted control back to me, your dear, loving mother." She glanced at dad and corrected herself. "You did agree to subjugate yourself to your master and mistress?"
