Mike's mood began to lift. He had patched things up with Emily, and he regularly talked to Becky on his phone. They sent erotic texts back and forth to each other almost every night. Mike seemed to be horny all the time nowadays, and who could blame him. With such a good-looking Sister and mature Mother. Mike felt like he had it good in his life for once. Thoughts of Jane had long left his mind.
Still though, he wanted to pursue things with Emily. Even though she was his sister, they felt a real connection, and she knew it to. The kiss a few nights ago confirmed it. They started spending more time together after that. Nothing sexual, and he did notice she wore a lot more revealing clothes around the house. Mom did too, inside their home was like a big dungeon of sexual tension, just waiting to spill.
School that day had been boring, nothing really happened. He hung out with his friends like usual and generally kept his head low. He wanted something out of his life and planned on going to college before becoming a Seal. His friends were always chasing after girls, never focusing on their lessons. For Mike he had all the Female attention he could get at home.
For Emily, school was a nightmare. She could not walk from class to class without being cat called. To make things worse she had been avoiding Jake. She was planning on ending it with him after school. She knew she had to send the "We need to talk." text. However, Jake was the Popular kid in school and avoiding him was proving difficult. Her feelings for him had dwindled, and she knew this wasn't love. Mike had seen to that. She hated to admit it, but Mike made her feel things shed never felt before. Everything about him since their kiss turned her on. To make things easier they already shared a love as family. Secretly it was not the kind of love she wanted.
Mike was in his last class of the day. His phone kept pinging in his pocket. He knew it was MatureNature from the BDSM site. Their chats had become increasingly kinky. Going from rough sex, to toys, and bondage. Little did mike know these texts were with his Mother Mary. Mary for the first time in years felt hot again. Multiple times a day she would pleasure herself to thought of Rboy19. She wanted to meet him, if he was up for it that was. Though she had to make sure Mike and Emily were out of the house. She couldn't have her children walk in on their mother having kinky sex with a boy of their own age. She had planned it out in her head. With the kids gone she would explore all her fantasies. She did not care how he looked, though if he turned out to be a jock, she would not mind that either.
When School broke, Emily had already sent the text to Jake. She exited the main doors and headed for the parking lot. Mike hid behind a pillar to scare her. When he jumped out her books went flying.
"Mike!" she yelled, clearly stressed.
Mike laughed and Emily had to admit it was quite funny.
"Did you hear about Stacey's party tonight?" Mike asked as he held open the passenger door for her.
"No! What a bitch, we sit together in Geography!"
The rumours seemed to be true, Stacey Coleman had the hots for Jake and to her this confirmed it. She brought out her phone to read the reply from Jake.
Jake: Is this about Stacey's party? Can't we talk another time?
Emily and Stacey had once been best friends, she knew where she lived, and she did not plan on letting the conversation with Jake wait.
"Get yourself ready little brother, were going to a party."
They drove home in the later summer sun with the roof down. They listened to music and enjoyed the feeling of bonding. They discussed what they would wear. Mike recommended the denim skirt he liked. She wanted something sexier. At this point Mike was thinking of what could be sexier than a denim skirt. When they got in, Emily went through her long procedure of coming up with an outfit she hadn't worn before. While mike chatted with their Mom in the kitchen. Mary wore her usual mom's clothes. Three-quarter lengths and sandals.
Despite things starting to go well with Emily, Mike valued his appreciations for older women. Thicker, more mature, busty, experienced. He loved the idea of It. There were a few teachers at school he always thought about fucking, but they had nothing on his mom. Mike used to watch his mom sit out on the porch from his window. He had just the right angle to catch her down her blouse. The type of cleavage you saw on porn sites. He often thought if she sold her body to porn, she would make them rich. And mike would have the extra benefit of watching them. She stood facing the window, texting.
"Who are you texting Mom?" Mike asked, while he grabbed an apple from the counter and bit into it.
Mary did not seem ready for the question.
"Mom! Hello?"
"Oh, Mike honey, sorry. Just a friend from work. Emily says you too are going to a party. I thought you hated those kinds of things"
Mike noticed the sudden change of subject but decided best not to press the matter.
"Well I do but I'm being dragged along."
Well look after your sister will you. I don't trust Jake." She whispered. In case Emily overheard and got offended.
"Neither do I." He agreed.
Mike checked his phone. Another text from Becky he thought. Sure, enough Becky or Mature Nature had sent him a message.
MN: I think we ought to take this to the next level.
RB: Oh really and what level is that?
MN: I was thinking pictures.
"Mike! Will you come up here!" Emily shouted from her room.
"Looks like you better go. I am just about to leave for a meeting at work. We have been called in late tonight for a briefing so I may be late."
"Okay Mom, have fun!" Mike said sarcastically as he made his way to Emily's room.
When he entered Emily stood holding two tops in her hand at either side of her. She still had her blue jeans on, but now she stood in her bra facing him. Mike was taken aback. Her toned body sent shockwaves all over him. She smirked wickedly.
"So, which one?"
Mike did not even look at them. His gaze remained on her tits. Her dark purple push up bra, left little to the imagination. Her skin was tanned and smooth. Her breasts looked to be a B cup, pushing C. Even her bellybutton turned him on.
