Pam's online business was booming. Her list of subscribers was expanding rapidly. Most days her tips were more than I make in a week. She continued demonstrating her mixology skills. She has added new meaning to Slippery Nipple, Fuzzy Navel and Sex on the Beach. But she is branching out, recently adding nude jumping jacks and yoga poses.
Looking for something new she asked me if I had any suggestions.
I said, "Why don't you do a video of your butt while you're walking? I love the way your buns flex as you walk."
She said, "I think I'll need some camera help, are you in?"
Of course, I wouldn't pass up that opportunity. We first tried it with me following close behind holding the camera. That was fun but it was hard focusing the camera while we were both moving. Then I had the idea of filming her on the treadmill. That was easier and better and led to me shooting her from the front also. Watching her pussy flexing was fantastic but I had trouble holding the camera without shaking.
Then I remembered an old selfie stick I had. I dug it out of a closet, modified it a bit and mounted it on the treadmill. Positioned strategically for close ups of her buns or cooch, it worked great. We did versions for social media and her NSFW site. These posts have attracted a lot of attention.
We've just ordered an elliptical and a stationary racing bike. We're anxious to see if they enhance the flexing of her pussy lips and maybe slightly spread her butt cheeks for even more erotic views.
Her most profitable hours are of course late at night. She sleeps during the day but always reserves evenings for our together time.
Making a lot of money really hasn't changed her much. She still clips coupons and shops for sales. Most of her money goes straight into investment accounts. The only splurging she's done was to pay off Mom's car loan and Sue's student loans.
We've talked a lot about our relationship, and we see us continuing to live together as a couple for the foreseeable future. We both also want to continue our monthly family recreational sex for a little extra spice.
The morning of our next family rendezvous, Carrie called to report that her and Rick woke up with fever and cough. To play it safe they would not be coming this month. By group chat the rest of us agreed to meet.
We got to Aunt Linda's just before noon. When we walked in, Sue was setting up the poker table. Mom and Linda were putting lunch on the table. We all exchanged hugs then Pam and I joined Sue in the family room.
We finished the poker prep just as lunch was served on the deck. It was a bright sunshiny day with a light breeze. Linda is a great cook, and everything was delicious. As we ate, we caught up on each other's activities since we last were together. Dessert was Grand Marnier infused strawberries over homemade shortcake topped with Chantilly sauce. It was worth every calorie.
As we were clearing the lunch dishes there was a knock on the door.
Linda says, "Someone see who that is please."
Pam opens the door says, "Hey it's Aunt Skeeter bearing gifts."
Skeeter is Linda's next door neighbor and best friend. She is not really our aunt but is just like a part of our family. Her name is Gale, but no one ever calls her that. The story goes that the night she was born, as her parents walked to the car her dad heard a nightingale singing.
He said, "If it's a girl, let's name her Gale."
Her mom laughingly said, "A mosquito just bit my thigh, Let's name her Mosquito."
So, they named her Gale and nicknamed her Skeeter.
Skeeter is very attractive. She is tall with dark russet colored skin and a fluffy Afro. She is carrying a couple of grocery sacks full of vegetables from her garden. Pam takes the sacks as Skeeter and Linda hug. Their thighs mashed against each other reminded me of the song Ebony and Ivory. I grew hard, imagining my face pressed between their luscious legs.
As she looks around the semi cleared table skeeter says, "I guess I'm too late for lunch, huh."
Linda says, "I'll fix you a plate."
"No thanks, I'm just teasing. I already ate."
Mom says "I brought homemade Limoncello. Would you like a glass?"
"That would be nice."
Mom served us all pony glasses of her homemade frozen Cream limoncello. This velvety, luscious version of limoncello is a traditional cold creamy treat on most of our family holidays. It's serving signals that this get together might be special.
Linda raised her glass, "Salute."
We all repeated her toast and enjoyed our first sip.
Skeeter asks, "So is this your poker weekend?"
Linda says, "We've just been visiting so far but poker is coming up?"
Skeeter, "You know, I'd like to play with you sometime."
I was hoping she might want to play more than poker.
Linda looks around at all of us and says, "Should we invite her?"
Skeeter, "I can't today, but let me know the next time you play."
We chatted for a while then Skeeter got up to leave. I quickly moved in to give her a departing hug, managing to mash my thigh against hers. She smelled and felt as good as she looked.
After the lunch dishes had been cleared away, we gathered in the family room.
Auntie said, "I've thought a lot about this get together. Our last meeting changed the way I felt about myself, for the good. I want to thank all of you for having a positive role in those changes. All in all, I've had a good life. But there was always something missing. I know I'm not ugly, but I never felt pretty, never felt sexy. I never dated that much and ended up marrying for the wrong reasons. My ex was only focused on his pleasure.
When Gene said he wanted to lick my legs and my ah, ah, pussy. There I said the p word. For the first time I realized that I might be a little sexy and that a man could get pleasure just by giving me pleasure."
Looking at me, she said, "And boy did you ever give me pleasure. Thanks."
"Taking my clothes off in front of all of you all was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Also, one of the most spirit freeing things I've ever done. Each of your reactions helped me to realize that I'm not a bad looking lady. I've always thought my breasts were too small, my butt too big, my legs too long and thought my ah, pussy was ugly. Looking at myself through your eyes I came to like me, all of me for the first time. For that I'll always be grateful."
She paused, then continued, "Except for one time in college I've never thought about being with another woman. Pam, you and Carrie showed me the joy of giving and receiving sexual favors. Enjoying your lovely naked bodies changed the way I look at my own. This month I spent a lot of time without clothes, I masturbated in front of a mirror. I took nude selfies, and I even got a full wax job. I now think I'm pretty hot stuff. So, thanks to all of you."
Sue had tears in her eyes when she hurried over to give her mother a hug.
"I love you mom, and you are hot stuff."
We gave her a group hug.
As we all settled back in our seats, I said, "Just for your info we all think you're pretty hot stuff. How about you show us your wax job?"
She laughed, "All in good time. I have some ideas about how we can all get a good look at each other. I think..."
