My mom had sounded very disappointed when I told her I wouldn't be able to make it to their home for their 30th wedding anniversary.
"But, Richard, your brother can't be there either."
"Sorry, mom, but I can't get out of the trip I've got scheduled. And I'm not responsible for Ross's life. What about Marie? Will she be there?"
"I haven't talked to your sister yet so I'm not sure" I could hear the hurt in her voice and it was hard to keep the secret of the plan we three siblings had agreed to.
Ross, Marie, and I had already discussed mom and dad's anniversary and had decided to surprise them. I was the oldest at 28, Marie was 25, and Ross, the "baby" of the family, as we never ceased to remind him, was 21. I was divorced for the last 3 years, Marie divorced for just one, and Ross had yet to be married. We all lived within 30 miles of each other and spent time together, sincerely enjoying each other's company. There was lots of good natured kidding about personal aspects of each others lives, including sexual activity, or lack thereof, as the case might be. There was even generally harmless flirtation between us two brothers and our sister but no one gave it much thought.
The night before the folk's anniversary, I called mom with the excuse of finding out if they had made any plans but in reality I was making sure they would be home when the 3 of us kids surprised them. We had bought Champaign, a cake, and a couple of presents.
"Yes, dear, we will be fine. We have invited the Meyers over. Mike, Lisa, and their two kids will be over for drinks and dessert. We will miss you all but we understand that you are all grown and have commitments to keep."
"Tell you what, mom, maybe we can get together next weekend for a belated celebration."
"That sounds wonderful, Richard. Give a call when you get back from your business trip.'
Things were going according to plan. Mom and dad would be home. Having their good friends the Meyers over would make our surprise even better. The Meyers were a couple not quite mom and dad's age. They were around 40 and mom and dad were 8 or 9 years older. They had known each other for years. Their "kids" as mom called them, weren't kids any more than me and my brother and sister were kids. Their two children were David and Debbie. David was 22, the same age as my younger brother and Debbie was 19. Our two families had taken camping trips together so we all knew each other well.
Lisa Meyers had been the object of many masturbation sessions for both my brother and I when we were younger. She was the "older woman" we fantasized about. More than once we had jacked off together describing what we would do to her if we had the chance; outrageous teenage boy fantasies resulting in copious amounts of cum. Debbie Meyers had had a crush on Ross when he was an "older man" of 17 and she was just 14. The lives of our two families were well meshed together.
The night of the anniversary was a Friday night. My sister and brother had both managed to get off work a little early and they met me at my apartment.
"Mom said the Meyers would get there around 7:30 or so tonight, so why don't we plan on getting there around 8:30? That will give them some time to enjoy just being with them."
Marie agreed that would be a good idea. She looked so nice tonight. She was wearing a mid thigh length maroon dress with a wrap around belt. Her red hair was set off by the maroon dress and her very nice cleavage was accented by the open neckline of her dress. Her heels nicely shaped her long smooth legs. Yes, Marie was a babe, no doubt about it. I suppose like many guys I had wondered about my sister what it might be like to have sex with her but had never thought serious about pursuing it or her. Mostly, she was just my kid sister.
We all piled into my car and headed out. We decided not to pull into the driveway so as to not spoil the surprise. Instead, I parked around the corner and we got out and sneaked up toward the house. Sure enough, I recognized Mike Meyers Lexus and the little two seater Triumph that David Meyers drove. We were snickering and giggling about how clever we had been as we started up the front walk.
Ross stopped us. "Wait, lets see if we can sneak in the back door, through the kitchen, and really surprise them."
We all agreed it was an excellent plan. That way we could leave the cake and champagne in the kitchen on our way through to the living room. So, up the driveway, around the garage, and on to the back porch we went. Fortunately, Dad still had a key to the back door hidden there, so I quietly unlocked the back door and in we went. We crept into the kitchen and set things down. So far so good. Like three kids trying to sneak up on Santa Claus, we peeked around the corner into the living room. No one was in there.
That left the family room down stairs for the folk's and the Meyers to be in. We listened, and sure enough, we could hear muffled voices coming up the steps. We all looked at each other and nodded, just like we had cleverly figured out a deep mystery. We all stepped out of our shoes in order to be quieter. I took the lead and stealthily crept down the steps, Marie behind me, and Ross bringing up the rear. At the bottom of the steps we regrouped. The family room was down a short hallway. The hallway light had been turned off so we could approach in the dark. Out side the family room door we prepared to jump around the corner when the voices became very clear.
"Oh god, mom, your pussy always feels so good." It was the voice of David Meyers.
"And honey, your cock always fills me so wonderfully" his mother replied.
This brought us all to a standstill.
