That night I had the most erotic experience of my entire life. But you wouldn't know it from how it started.
I hurried home from work so fast that afternoon that I got pulled over for speeding. I tried to talk the cop out of it, telling him that today was an anniversary of sorts for my wife and me and that I was in a rush to get home for a "special" night with the little woman. But the cop either had never been married or maybe had been married too long, or maybe he was just a traffic cop like all other traffic cops on earth, who didn't give a shit about my insurance rates going up. He didn't even pretend to listen to my excuses while he wrote the ticket.
When I got home, no one was there. Feeling completely deflated, I went to the fridge, got a beer and sat alone on the couch. Part of me wondered if I had blown it after all, that perhaps I would never see either Marie or Krissy again. When I had waited an hour and a half, my fears got the better of me and I actually went to our closet to make sure Marie hadn't cleared out her clothes and left me.
Two hours after I got home, Marie and Krissy breezed in with a bunch of shopping bags – mostly groceries but apparently a few other items as well. Marie went straight to the kitchen and started a pot of water for a quick meal of spaghetti. Krissy went to her room and started her homework.
During dinner neither of them said a word about what had happened that morning or the previous night. We made small talk about work, about the food, about Krissy's homework. Personally, I felt like there was an enormous elephant in the room that no one was talking about. The less said on the subject of sex, the more uncomfortable I became. Krissy and her mother, meanwhile, blathered on about household nothings as if it were an ordinary evening – which is exactly what it was turning out to be.
After dinner I picked up a book and went to the living room to relax and take my mind off of my discomfort at the fact that the evening seemed so weirdly normal. Krissy went back to her room, while Marie puttered around the kitchen doing something or other with the spice rack. Then I heard her close up the cabinets and go to our bedroom.
A few minutes later I looked up from my book when Marie and Krissy entered the living room together. "Like what you see?" asked Marie.
My two women were dressed in identical light green babydoll nighties. The fabric was sheer enough that I could tell neither of them wore panties. Through the cloth I could see a gauzy half-view of their pussies just above where the nighties stopped, giving me a beautiful view of their lovely legs. Their breasts were gathered up with underwire supports that lifted them up as if they were on platters for my approval. Too large for nighties that had been made for less well-endowed women, Marie's and Krissy's beautiful tits were almost overflowing the cups. Between the cups were dainty green bows that drew attention to the incredible cleavage on display. When I managed to tear my eyes away from the perfect legs leading up to the barely concealed pussies, and from the uplifted tits bulging out for my display, I saw both my women smiling at me.
Marie put an arm around her daughter's waist and drew the two of them together side by side and facing me. Then she cupped her other hand under her daughter's breast as if presenting it for my inspection. "Krissy and I did a little shopping after we got off of work and school. Do you like what we bought, Danny?"
The sight of the two of them in matching, see-through scanty nighties that barely reached their delectable bare round asses, with their big tits overflowing the nightgowns and tied up in bows, took my breath away. Having them side by side with Marie cupping her daughter's tit as a gift for me was one of the sexiest visions I had ever beheld. I was hard in an instant. "It's beautiful."
"There's more," Krissy said. "We got a bunch of matching outfits. . ."
". . . but you're not going to see the rest of them tonight," said Marie. "We'll let the others be a surprise for other nights, other occasions."
"And what's the occasion tonight?" I asked, smiling.
"Why, your birthday, of course!"
"It's not my birthday."
"Oh, that's right. Our anniversary, then."
"It's not our anniversary."
"Oh, my," said Marie, pouting slightly. "Then I guess it must be Fuck Daddy's Brains Out Night."
Mother and daughter started by kneeling before me and undoing my belt and zipper, then pulling my pants off. When that was done they both climbed onto the couch on either side of me. Marie started unbuttoning my shirt, while Krissy's hand immediately went to my cock and began stroking me. When Marie was done pulling off my shirt, she sat up on her knees and untied the bow between her breasts, making her humongous tits pop out from their tight confinement.
She fed one of her nipples into my mouth. While Krissy snuggled against me on one side, cooing and purring while she slowly stroked me up and down, up and down with both hands, Marie whispered to me what she thought about our current situation.
"I love you, Danny. I love you more than any other man I've ever met. The only person I love as much as I love you is my daughter Krissy. Lick my nipples some more, darling."
