For weeks after Aunt Faye's surprise visit with her mother and sister, my subconscious kept wandering back to that first weekend in the condo. I replayed the scene with Icy on the stairway over and over again, in my mind. It had been a one-time affair because Icy and Jackie had flown on the Atlanta the next afternoon. I had experienced something, with a woman nearly three times my age, which would remain with me for my whole life.
Icy and I had sat at the bar and talked for nearly three hours after I came down from upstairs. She was obviously wealthy, had been around the world more than once, married to the same man for over twenty five years, and still craved the danger and excitement of an occasional extra-marital fuck with a young stud now and then to keep her fires burning. "Ya gotta love it!"
I was buried in classes this semester and studying more than I ever had before. I'd taken an extra class, which was relative to another one I was taking, simply to get it out of the way. The extra load was proving to be a challenge, but I was thankful for having my own place without the added distraction of family around when I really needed to hit the books. Although, I did spend an occasional evening with Aunt Faye, and/or mother, whenever time permitted.
Finally, the semester was at an end. I found myself sitting on the sofa staring at the blank screen of the TV set. I had neglected to switch it on, one afternoon, choosing instead to relive the turbulent night with Icy again. I had not seen, or talked to Faye in over a week. My mother had stopped calling because I always cut her short when I was doing a paper or studying. Now, I was here sitting alone, in silence, wondering how to rectify the huge hard dick I was sporting, without having to jerk myself off.
I hated to call Faye's house, because Uncle Ned would surely be home. So, I called mom to see how she was doing. She was all bubbly on the phone, when she heard it was me, and we had a nice conversation. She invited me to dinner so when I hung up, I took a shower and changed into some real people clothes and headed for Ponte Vedra Beach.
Dad greeted me at the door. He was all decked out in a nice sport coat and slacks. When I inquired about the outfit, I was told that tonight it was their night to host the monthly gathering of the new group of friends they gathered with. Mother had gone the extra mile and the house was all clean and sparkly. Trays with snacks and finger foods had been placed around the dining room and candles sat everywhere, waiting to be lit.
She had dinner all prepared for us in the kitchen. I turned as she came through the door from the back of the house and she looked yummy. Her hair was perfect and she had spent extra time on her makeup. I couldn't ever remember her wearing such a daring dress around dad before, but then I guess I never took the time to look at her like this before. The sheer red fabric of the dress allowed me to view her red lacy demi-cup bra and thong panties. Her garter belt and black seamed hose were also quite visible. Her heels were high, and she stood tall and straight.
I whistled softly and hugged her. I felt her tongue on my neck as we embraced. Her hands went around me, squeezing my butt. Dad had walked down the hall and had not seen her display of affection.
"I've missed seeing you, David," she whispered.
"I miss you too, Ma," I said. "What are you dressed up for?"
"Our new little group is coming over here tonight," she said.
"What are you having, an orgy?" I asked, joking with her.
Her perfume was intoxicating me. She turned away and went into the kitchen. Dad was right behind us and we sat down to a great dinner. I had become saturated with fast food over the past few weeks of heavy study. Dad disappeared right after the meal and mom and I lingered in the kitchen. She made a pot of coffee and while it was perking she stood with her back to me, looking out the glass doors to the pool.
"It's not like you think," she said softly.
"What isn't like I think?" I asked.
"What you said before dinner," she replied.
I had to think a minute before it hit me.
"You mean about the orgy?" I gasped.
"It's not like and orgy, David," she sighed. "It's different. Your dad found out about this group of couples a few weeks ago and we've been seeing them. Five or six couples get together and we just sort of trade partners for the evening. It's not just a big sex brawl or anything like that. And it's safe. Not like you're going into a bar looking for a stranger to have a one-night stand with."
"What you do is your business," I said, stepping up behind her and putting my hands on her hips.
"You must think I'm some kind of a slut," she whispered. "I've tried not to lie to you about my sex life, you know. We've only been doing this for a short time. Ted just doesn't pay much attention to me any more and I really enjoy it when those other men tell me how nice I look and hold me in their arms for a little while. But, I enjoy it much more when you hold me."
She turned in my arms and kissed me softly on the lips. I was getting a hard on. Then I heard the doorbell ring and she pulled away. I made a quick adjustment of my equipment and followed her into the living room. A couple about the same age as mom and dad had arrived. Dad introduced them as Jim and Kate Fleming. Jim was tall and bulky, not really overweight, just a big man. Kate was statuesque. She had lots of bottle blond hair; all piled up on top of her head, like Flo, and wore too much make up. He dress was apropos for the occasion, showing us an ample display of cleavage and lots of thigh below a very short skirt. She offered an expertly manicured hand to me when, dad introduced us.
"Such a handsome boy," she purred. "Will you be joining us tonight?"
Before I could answer, Jim Fleming grabbed my hand and began pumping it up and down.
"Hell, yes," he blurted out. "Why don't you join the party tonight, Boy? There'll be enough to go around, especially if Glenn and Sharon bring that foxy sister of hers from Cleveland with them."
I looked first at mom and then at dad. He was dying. Mom had a smile all the way across her stunning face.
"Why don't we just see what happens," she remarked and ushered Jim away from us leaving me standing with Kate and dad.
Dad went into the den, where the bar is, and mixed himself a strong drink. He seemed to be drinking a lot these days. Kate linked her arm through mine and we walked out by the pool, whereupon she started grilling me about my sex life. I was slightly embarrassed by her blatant curiosity but I thought back on what mother had said earlier, about how she enjoyed the attention of the other men, and analyzed this to be one of those times when the woman would enjoy just that kind of attention.
"A good looking young stallion like you should have them standing in line," Kate announced.
"I do all right," I said. "I've had to spend a lot of time studying lately. I took an extra class and it was a pinch on my time."
