It's just four days before Henry's wedding. There's so much to do already. He's surprised to get the invitation from Jade's mother. She wants him to have dinner with her two sisters and her at The Olive Garden. She says it's a family tradition to welcome the new bride or groom to the family and get to know them. She and her sisters always do it. She's pushy, won't put it off.
"It has to be today BEFORE the wedding. It's all planned. Now be a dear and just come over to the house at six o'clock and we'll go from there. We'll all be here waiting for you."
He's tried to get along with Jade's mother Justine and mostly they do. After all, she's going to be his mother-in-law for a long time. She's likable enough. They've had some conflicts though. She can be so stubborn. Sometimes she thinks the same of him. Their latest was over some silly detail of the wedding. He felt like she'd already made the choice for he and Jade before she even asked them about it then manipulated them out of what they really wanted. Still, he tries to keep things in perspective. The detail isn't so important. But it leaves a little tension between them.
So here he is, pulling into her driveway just before six. Her sisters' cars are already parked. He walks to the entrance and rings the bell. He sees the door is half way open. There is soft rock music plying from somewhere in the house. He hears his mother-in-law-to-be's voice call out.
"Is that you, Henry? Come on in! We're all in the parlor waiting for you."
He closed the door and walked in. A short entry hall led to a foyer. The stairs were straight ahead. To the right is the kitchen and dining area. He goes left into the parlor. Justine is standing there wearing nothing but a very see through and lacy black camisole and matching panties. The scent of her feminine, flowery perfume wafts around him.
He stammered, "But, but, but, Mrs. Bertino!"
She holds out her arms and says, "Surprise!"
Her sisters Hilda and Leana are standing a few feet behind her in the parlor. They echo the "surprise" welcome. The room lights are dimmed and there are a couple of candles lit on the table by the sofa.
Justine is a good looking woman, still trim and shapely in her early fifties. There's just a little bit of a bulge in her tummy and her brunette hair has started to lighten but not much else gives away her age. Sometimes he'd notice her sex appeal when he'd catch a particularly flattering glimpse of her. Sometimes he'd even fantasized a bit about what she'd look like naked. Nothing serious beyond normal male curiosity and that thinking about sex every six seconds thing. Except that one time. That night after her cousin's pool party, alone, right before he fell asleep. He started thinking about peeling her bathing suit off of her. Soon he was rubbing himself and didn't stop until he imagined them both satisfied. And, damn! Right now she looks so sexy in her nearly naked nightie.
Despite Henry trying not to let his thoughts run wild the hot babe pointer in his pants is starting to wake up. Then he notices that Hilda and Leana are in their nighties too. They look like three hookers in a brothel. His hormones are taking over even as he thinks this can't be right, that they must have something different in mind. After all it's Jade's mom. And her aunts. His excitement won't be dissuaded.
Jade's Aunt Hilda is her mother's younger sister. She's the shortest of the three and the chubby one. Not fat but a bit more than a little extra padding. More like over-stuffed padding. She's wearing a red baby doll nightie with black trim. It's underwire keeps her ample D cup breasts spilling out the tight fitting top. The matching bikini panties are full with her plushness. Her black shoulder length hair glistens in the soft light. Henry has admired her prominent chest and well rounded body before. It's hard not to. Even when she's not trying to dress sexy her appeal has a way of showing itself off anyway.
The older sister, Aunt Leana, is a bit taller. Her fifty eight years have added a few inches to her waist but her hips have expanded proportionately. Her figure hasn't lost any of it's appeal. Her hair, nearly all gray now, is elegantly styled and there are a few wrinkles on her face. Henry hadn't really seen Leana as all that sexy the few times he'd been introduced to her before. Her usual business attire doesn't really let her assets show. She's wearing a long white nightie with a plunging neckline, snug fitting around her torso and hips then more flowing around her legs. The shapely curves revealed by her nightie and the little points of her nipples gives him a new appreciation for her.
He certainly wasn't expecting this! He feels a little guilty at feeling so much desire for them. But they're all smiling and inviting as they greet him. Justine leads him into the room.
He says to Justine, "So, we're not going out to dinner, then?"
She says, "Well, Henry, you know how the guys threw that stag party for you last weekend, with the stripper in the cake or the whore in the van out back or whatever guys do these days? We're throwing you a doe party! I bet you'll think this is way more fun!"
"Suddenly I'm not that interested in dinner."
Hilda laughs, "Oh, you can still eat out if you want." They all giggle at the joke. She jiggles when she giggles. It tickles his cock when she jiggles.
"Here," Leana says, "You're the guest of honor so you get to sit right here in the middle of this nice big sofa." She waits until he sits then continues. "And, since you're marrying her daughter, Justine is first and sits next to you." Justine sits next to him, snuggling her ass as close to him as she can get. She puts her arm around his shoulders.
"And Hilda will sit on your other side for now." Hilda snuggles up on the other side.
"I get the feeling you've done this before," Henry says.
Justine tells him, "For all our daughters' grooms. I told you it's a tradition." She held her finger to her lips. "It's a secret. It started by accident before Leana's oldest girl's wedding. Well, let's just say things happened when we were teasing her fiancee and flirting with him. I can't tell you. It's a secret. Every wedding after that we did it on purpose."
There's a bottle of wine with four glasses on the table. Leana fills the glasses. She offers one to me then they all take theirs.
She raises her glass, "Here's to your last days as a free man. May you live them well - these memories are going to have to last you a lifetime!"
They all clink glasses and drink.
Justine says to him, "They'll have to last a life time because you better not be doing this as a marred man."
He's not quite sure if that's a joke or a threat but he likes where this is going.
Hilda says, "Something is very wrong."
He thinks this must be where their tease ends. She's backing out. He knew it was too good to be true.
She looks at Henry. "Don't you see it Henry? Well, I do. I mean, here we are, the three of us, all half undressed in our nighties. Showing you all our lady parts. And you're still all dressed up! We can't see ANY of your man parts. That's just not very fair of you, is it? A sexy guy like you all bundled up and hiding your goods parts. We need to fix that! Here, Justine, help me."
She takes his tie and starts undoing the knot. Justine starts unbuttoning his shirt. The scent of their perfumes, the feel of their hands, how fantastic their breasts look in their nighties so close up were overcoming any doubts Henry had and his cock was hard enough now to be straining at he confines of his pants. They pulled his shirt off. Then Justine pulled his tee shirt up and off over his head.
Hilda says, "He has strong arms. I like that."
Leana adds, "Oh, I do like that! And he's cute, too. Jade is getting a good one, isn't she? Lucky girl."
Justine starts undoing his belt and unbuttons his pants. He's sure she can feel his horniness as she pulls his zipper down. Leana helps her pull his pants off. His swollen cock makes a tent in his undies.
Hilda teases, "Oh, look. I think he likes us!"
