Three Day Weekend
I slowly closed the front door as Dan finished backing out of the driveway. How the Hell did I get into this? I thought. Shit, I wasn't even part of the decision process; this entire thing had come from Dan. As I walked back towards the kitchen, my mind went back to the dinner table tonight.
Our son Eric had always struggled when it came to school. Not because he wasn't bright, more because he was too bright actually. Boredom was Eric's worst enemy, and school came easily to him. By his senior year, his grades barely broke average, and the whole issue was getting him to apply himself.
Dan and I had tried over the previous three years to find ways to motivate our son. Now, in his senior year, we had all but run out of ideas. It was after we got Eric's lack luster mid-term results that Dan had called the family conference.
Eric had been less than receptive when Dan had tried to ask him what would motivate him for better grades. Video game weren't the answer, grounding him didn't seem to affect him since he had few friends.
It was when I had mentioned to Dan that I thought Eric was using my worn panties to jerk off with, that Dan found what he was after. He had confronted Eric with the panties I found hidden in his room. While Eric was red faced with embarrassment, I sat stunned as Dan made his pitch.
"OK" Dan said, throwing the panties into Eric's lap. "You want to sniff that pussy, go right ahead."
I watched as Eric fingered my used panties. I had to admit, the idea of my own son jerking off to the scent of me, sent my own juices flowing. I sat quietly as Dan settled on the couch beside me.
"Every time I want you to wonder what this smells like" Dan spoke again.
Before I could move my own husband had jerked my skirt up almost to my waist, bringing my currently worn lavender panties into full view to my son.
"Does it make you hard, wondering what this cunt tastes like" my husband told our son.
Eric had sat with his eyes locked to my already moist panties. I could only sit stunned at Dan. It wasn't like either of us was innocent. Christ I had just banged a burly construction worker during lunch two days ago. Dan, for his part, had a steady piece of ass on the side, a big titted blonde with a fat ass he loved to pound. When he would describe how her soft ass slapped his hips, while her jugs swung under her; it always made me squirt all over his cock.
While not swingers in the true sense, Dan and I had always maintained an open relationship. As long as it didn't come between us, and wasn't public, we could fuck whoever we wanted. In the privacy of our bedroom we would share our tales while we fucked like rabbits.
But this, this was different. He was showing my increasingly wet pussy off to our eighteen year old son for God's sake.
"Do you want this pussy?" Dan asked our son. "I want a straight answer" he told Eric.
"Yes" Eric gave a strangled reply. I could feel a ripple in my belly with the realization my son wanted to fuck me.
"Not happening" Dan gave a grunt, tossing my skirt back over my lap.
Eric seemed to deflate, and then stared at his father as Dan rose and picked up the mid-term report card off the coffee table.
"Not with this bullshit" Dan growled, tossing it as Eric. "You want that pussy, you have to earn it."
I sat in silence, shocked. What was Dan proposing, he couldn't mean that I...and Eric?
"I want A's" Dan stared at his son. "Not one or two but straight A's. I want a fucking 4.0." Dan said.
I don't know who got wider eyes, me or Eric as we listened. My nipples began to harden, he wouldn't would he? I thought.
"You have until the last day of this semester, Friday before Christmas break" Dan said calmly. "You give me a 4.0 on that card...I give you..." Dan turned and pointed between my thighs "that pussy...for three days."
I could only gasp at my husbands' words, while Eric stared mutely at his father. Holy shit! He DID mean it, I realized.
"I don't want to hear a single word about this" Dan told our son. "Not to me, or your mother, or anyone." Dan stared hard at Eric. "Got it?" He added.
I watched as Eric could only nod his head in agreement. God, what he must be thinking right now.
"Good" Dan grunted. "Then I'll see you Friday at Christmas break." Dan turned and headed out of the living room.
After the memories had flooded through me, I looked down at the small card sitting on the kitchen table. Eric had silently set it beside his father at dinner tonight.
Biology an A, Geometry an A, it continued down the row. At the bottom was a small type written number, 4.0 GPA. Fuck, I whispered to myself.
Dan had not said a word when he looked at the report card. After dinner, he had climbed the stairs to out bedroom, and began packing a bag. I stood in the doorway and watched.
"Dan..." I had tried to say.
"Look Gail" my husband had turned to me. "Tell me when was the last time you saw Eric apply himself like he has these last couple of months?" he asked.
I could only stand mutely, he was right. Eric had studied every night, no friends, no video games, nothing.
"If it takes your wet pussy to motivate him" Dan stepped in front of me, "then fine, he's earned it." He stared into my eyes, "You are wet, aren't you" he had whispered.
"Soaked" was all I could reply, staring back.
Dan had smiled, and then leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips.
"Have fun baby" he told me. "I am off to fuck some huge melons for a few days" and he had chuckled.
"Oh, and Gail" Dan instructed me from the front door of the house. "Make sure you're still on the pill, I don't think the boy is going to pull out."
I shuddered as I watched him climb into the car and pull away. I retreated to my bedroom to prepare for bed. I wondered how Eric was going to initiate things tomorrow, or would I have to. Sleep finally took my fevered mind, as a vision of Eric jerking off into my soiled panties lingered.
It was such a wonderful dream, swimming behind closed eyes. A young stud was between my spreads thighs lapping at my dripping hole, sending shudders through my belly. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open.
My first thought was it had been a dream, I was still lying stretched out on my own bed. sunlight streaming through the half open curtains. Then a surge leapt from my groin, straight through my belly to my breasts, causing my nipples to harden instantly. I raised my head from my pillow and stared between my spread legs.
There was Eric, stretched out on his stomach between my lewdly spread thighs, his hot mouth latched onto my dripping gash, I trembled as he pulled my swollen clit into his hot mouth.
