Saturday, June 13, 1992, 7:15 A.M.:
After Mom left for work, I took a quick shower and grabbed my work clothes. I was anxious to see Kami again. I'd missed her and couldn't wait to hug and kiss her. Thursday and Friday were busy at the meat market and gave me a lot of time to reflect on where things were headed. Everything was still weird with Mom, but she went back to her normal schedule and we'd actually ate dinner together Friday night. She was still distant and excused herself for bed after dinner, though. I reminded myself that patience was the key, and it would work itself out, either way. I tried to prepare myself in case Mom and I never shared the love that I wanted.
I was daydreaming about Kami, when I pulled up in front of the Bennett home. There was a hunter green Porsche 911 parked in the driveway. Who's was that I wondered? I needed a ride in that thing, I thought. I rang the doorbell and Angie answered it. She was wearing a red, silk robe cut a lot like my Mom's, except Angie didn't have hers tied. I subconsciously licked my lips as I stared at her, before I walked in the door and took her in my arms. My hands moved inside her robe to touch her bare skin. I pushed her against the wall and kissed her lustily.
"Good morning to you, too," she smiled. "Do we have a little pent up sexual frustration this morning?"
"Just a bit," I smiled.
"Mmmm, I love a man than gets right to the point," she said.
"I like the same thing in a woman," I replied. "Who's Porsche?"
"Oh, the green one," she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"You have more than one," I asked enviously.
"Yeah, Kami has my old 911 and David drives Richard's 928 that he's had forever," she smiled.
"You sure my old beat up truck is okay in front of the house? Someone will probably think I'm the gardener," I laughed.
"You have been sowing a lot of your seed around here," she smiled.
"I've been trying," I said.
"I'd say so. Come on let's get more comfortable. Kami is in bed still, and my David stayed at Ally's apartment again last night," she said. She held my hand as we walked.
"Really," I asked.
"Uh huh," she replied salaciously. "Three nights in a row, even. Do you think I need to worry that he's getting a little pussy from Ally?"
"You might," I laughed. We walked to the couch and she slipped her robe off. I sat down and she straddled my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"Mmmm, so what should we do while wait for Kami and Richard," she asked.
"I can think of a few things," I replied.
"Do tell, baby."
"You could let me put my cock in Mommy's sweet pussy," I suggested.
"I'm afraid not, tiger. I was told very firmly that you would wait," she smiled.
"That's no fun," I said.
"No, it's not. I haven't seen that tongue of yours get tired, though," she grinned.
"It's pretty tough," I agreed.
"Show me," she smiled. She moved off me and knelt on the couch, her shoulders supported by the back. I knelt on the floor behind her, my hands on her ass, spreading her treasures. I licked her sweet pussy and found her already wet with desire. I could smell her arousal and the fragrant soap she'd used that morning. My tongue continued upwards to the sensitive spot that she really seemed to like.
"You dirty, dirty young man," she said looking back at me. "Ooooh, that feels good." My fingers were exploring her wet pussy and teasing her hard clit as I rimmed her.
"Mmmm," I moaned. I loved doing that for her and Kami. I hoped to do it to Mom someday.
"You want my ass, don't you baby," she purred.
"I do," I agreed.
"I haven't done that in a long time," she said.
"We should," I said before my tongue probed her tight pucker.
"Nnnnggghh," she moaned, arching her back. "Maybe so."
I buried my face back in her wet sex and began devouring her. She was really worked up and after very little stimulation, she groaned in orgasm. Her passion was muffled by the back of the couch.
"Oh, fuck. You sweet, sweet young man. You know how to make a girl feel special," she said as she turned to face me.
"You're very special, Angie," I said smiling.
"So are you, baby," she replied.
"I want you to know how much what you've done for me means," I said.
"Oh baby, you don't have to think of things that way," she said. She took my face in her hands and kissed me.
"I know, but it means a lot. I love you, Angie," I said.
"I love you too, baby. You're fast becoming my second son," she grinned.
"I love that, too," I smiled.
Just then Richard walked in from work.
"Good morning," he said.
Angie got up from my couch to welcome him. I stood and shook his hand. I smiled inwardly thinking about how most instances when a man came from work and found his wife naked with another man probably went. Not so, in this house.
"I'm going to see if sleeping beauty is awake yet. She has company," Angie said as she walked off naked. After she left the room, Richard motioned for me to follow him. We walked to his study and he closed the door.
"Brad, I just wanted to tell how happy I am that you've become a part of my family. You've been a gentleman throughout, and I couldn't have asked for a better young man for Kami to have found randomly," he said with a smile.
"Thank you, sir. This has all been such a wonderful experience," I said.
"Good, I know you were very uneasy that first day in my office. I don't blame you. At your age, I'd have felt the same way. You've handled yourself well and my wife, daughter and son all adore you. Jackie as well," he smiled.
"Thank you, Richard. I think a lot of all of them as well. And you too, sir," I added.
"The feeling is mutual, Brad. We need to get these two sisters reunited," he continued.
"Yes sir. There's not a doubt in my mind, having been around Angie more," I said.
"I know. I just regret it's taken me this long to realize it. I've worked closely with Jill for a long time, but when we're working together, there's usually a life on the line, literally. You don't see the obvious, even when it's right in front of you. I noticed the way you stared at the family photo and then at Angie that first morning. It made me stop and think," he said.
"Yes sir, it wasn't just immediately obvious, but it wasn't long before I realized it," I said.
"It happens to the smartest of us, Brad," Richard smiled. "I appreciate your respect, but you don't have to refer to me as sir."
"Oh, sorry. I do respect you. We haven't known one another long, but Mom speaks highly of you, and you've helped me a lot," I said.
"Brad, that's what family is all about. I knew the first night we talked on the phone that you were a good young man, and that I wouldn't mind having you in my family. When you told me that Jill was your mother, that cemented it all together," he smiled.
"I appreciate that," I smiled.
