Harem Ch 5
River woke up with the hangover to end all hangovers. She stumbled to the bathroom hoping a hot shower might relieve some of the pressure in her skull, but the sound of the water running made her flinch away and head back to bed.
"Careful, Sweety."
River was confused by the obstacle she had just bumped into and tried to focus too-bleary eyes on a face. "Mama?"
"I brought you some advil and orange juice. Drink up."
River took the offered pills and drink and swallowed faithfully. "Time is it?"
"Early. Not even eight. If you think you're up for it, I'd like to take you shopping today. Think you can handle it?"
River moaned in pain at the thought of doing anything, but nodded.
"Alright. Let's get you cleaned up."
River nodded and sat on the toilet seat barely thinking. Cool hands cupped one cheek while a warm cloth wiped down her face. She felt her shoulders relax at the gentle touch and the warming room. The sound of rushing water faded into the background.
"Remember when I had strep?" River asked. "I was so sick I couldn't get out of bed."
"Daddy was so worried," Mama said. Her voice did more to soothe River's headache than the advil and River felt her whole body relax into her mother's touch. "He was convinced we needed to take you to the hospital."
"I remember laying in bed and feeling you wipe down my face like this." River took a deep breath and dared to open her eyes. Focusing for the first time that morning on the world around her, she saw her mother's face, her beautiful olive colored face and honey-brown eyes looking back at her. "I never thanked you enough for everything you've done for me."
"You don't need to thank me." Mama kept wiping River's face in slow, gentle strokes. Every touch fighting back the hangover.
River took her mama's hand and held it still. "Yes, I do. Thank you."
"Alright, Beautiful," Mama said, "time to get you showered. Think you can stand?"
Mama eased back enough so that River had enough room to stand. River leaned forward and had to use the wall to help her, but she got to her feet alright. "Looks like." River gave Mama a shakey smile and saw that, in very much the same way she had since Mark's prom, Mama was wearing only enough clothing to emphasize what she wasn't. River, never one to rise from bed early, hadn't seen Mama in just her bathrobe in years and she couldn't stop herself from staring and admiring her.
The simple terry cloth robe was old, comfortable, and short. It didn't reach halfway down her thighs, exposing enough of her leg to make River jealous. The robe was loosely tied, exposing a daring amount of cleavage, especially as River stood and Mama remained crouched close to the floor. She knelt in such a way that her robe rode even higher up her legs. Between what she couldn't see, and what she could, River was certain that Mama was naked under that robe, and felt her cock stir at the thought.
Susan smiled to herself as she watched River look at her. She loved to be on display. She had forgotten how much she enjoyed it since her husband had died but the last couple of weeks, with Mark pushing her to show off around the house and subtly seduce the twins, had reminded her how to notice the subtle and sometimes not so subtle cues that indicated someone was enjoying the view.
River was not being subtle.
Susan felt her daughter's gaze on her exposed cleavage, which was even more exposed as River looked down at her. She knew that the bottom of her robe barely covered her pussy the way she was crouched on the floor, and that River was getting a view that was less modest than a swimsuit to say the say the least. But it was the twitch and growing bulge of her cock that had Susan licking her lips. River was wearing panties and a tanktop and there was no denying that she was hardening beneath the flimsy material.
Soon, Sweety, Susan thought to herself as she looked at River's cute cock then up into her eyes. You'll be ours soon.
Their eyes met and River immediately blushed and looked away. "I think I'm ok, Mom. Thanks."
Susan stood up, careful to allow her cleavage to remain exposed without completely exposing herself, and reached out to touch River's cheek. Her stubble was growing thicker these days. "We'll have to see about that," she said with a caress. "There's some things we should probably talk about you know. Longer term plans if you think you're ready."
"I just got out of bed." River shook her head as she turned to check the temperature of the water. "I can't think about long term plans."
Susan took the moment to appreciate River's ass. It was trim and her hips wide enough to hold those cheeks high. It reminded her of her husband's ass and all the games they used to play together.
Susan pulled River around and hugged her, careful to make sure her daughter's panty clad cock pressed into Susan's bare thigh. She was taller than River, but not by much and she needed to feel her daughter. She wanted to get her strap on and fuck her ass until she was a blubbering mess, but Mark should have her first. Mark would always come first.
"I didn't mean have a talk now," Susan said. "But let's go spend some time together and talk things through. Ok?"
River nodded and stood waiting for Susan to exit before getting in the shower. "Ok."
Susan leaned into River and kissed her. It wasn't the toe curling invitation that Mark offered, but it wasn't a chaste mother-daughter expression either. There was heat in that kiss. Just enough heat to be noticed, but not enough to drive every thought from River's mind. It was a casual lover's kiss with just a touch of motherly tenderness mixed in.
"I'll shower too. Dress nicely. We'll make a day of it ok?"
River nodded, dumbfounded as Susan turned and sauntered away, letting River stare at her ass as long as possible, before closing the bathroom door behind her. Back in her room she saw that Rachel and Mark were still asleep. Rachel was spooned tightly against Mark who had one arm under her neck and wrapped around her upper chest while the other was tightly wrapped around her waist. Rachel still had enough makeup on to accentuate her lips. Her hair was a mess as it pooled around her face, and one of them had pulled the blankets down to their waist so that Rachel's full breasts were on erotic display. What had Susan standing just inside the bedroom door staring though, was the simple happiness and obvious restfulness that both of her children showed as they lay naked together.
In that moment Susan was sorely tempted to drop her robe and climb back into bed with them. She wanted to rest with them, and then to wake them up with a slow tease from her tongue and fingers. She wanted Rachel and Mark's first thought the morning after they first slept together to be about the next time they would sleep together. Unfortunately, there was one thing she wanted to do more than join her children in bed: get River ready to join them.
Taking a deep breath, Susan resolved to take a cold shower.
