A Neighborly Surprise, Part Two – Toni’s Mom

I’d been awake most of the night in anticipation of another Saturday threesome with my wife and our seventeen-year old neighbor, Toni. The pre-dawn phone call requiring me to come into work on my weekend really pissed me off, but management, as they say, has its price. At any rate, the emergency was resolved by noon, and I headed home.

My mood was sour since I figured we’d missed any opportunity with Toni today, and the thought of another entire week without repeating the romp we’d had with her was unsettling. My wife’s willingness to participate in the unexpected menage a trois had surprised me more than looking up from eating her pussy and finding Toni fingering herself to climax in our backyard as she watched us. With this memory, my cock began to thicken in my slacks.

Sandy wasn’t in the house when I arrived home, and I assumed she’d be out by the pool enjoying the sun, since I’d intended to surprise her and hadn’t called to let her know I was en route. We usually go nude at home during the summer and I’d ensured the design of our property provided complete privacy for it. I’d gotten pretty worked up fantasizing about her with Toni through the week, especially the night before, and was looking forward to at least a little “fun-in-the-sun” with Sandy.

I slipped out of my clothes, laying them to the side as I stepped through our sliding glass door into the backyard. My heart leapt when I heard laughter coming from our hot-tub veranda, “Toni?” I queried under my breath.

Approaching the hot tub excitedly, I found not only Toni soaking with Sandy, but Toni’s mom as well. All were topless, which I assumed meant nude; my cock throbbing at the thought. I stopped a short distance away, so far unobserved by the women, and curious what sport might be afoot.

Toni’s mother, Angie, sat between her daughter and my wife. She was clearly the source of Toni’s olive complexion, with hair slightly darker than her daughter’s, and like her’s now, bunched in a clip at her neck. What I could see of her breasts demonstrated that Toni had also inherited her’s from her mom as well. It was obvious that none were keeping their hands to themselves. My erection re-booted at the sight, and I was amused at the impish grin that spread coyly across Sandy’s face as she turned and realized I was standing there.

“Oh, Tom! You’re home early!” she said in mock surprise.

My inward response was, “Who are you, and what have you done with my wife?” I didn’t see any wisdom in sharing that, so I said instead, “Uh, . . . should I wait inside?”

“No!” Toni retorted quickly. “We’ve been waiting for you! Mrs. J called your work and they told her you were on your way.”

So much for the element of surprise!

I tried in vain to sort through what might be up with Toni’s mom and came up blank. “Angie,” I said to her in greeting, nodding and catching her eyeing my manhood somewhat hungrily, her tongue touching her upper lip. She smiled, a bit awkwardly as she replied, “Hi, Tom. Nice to see you.” Toni and Sandy giggled at her unintended pun and consequent embarrassed blush.

“I made you a drink,” Sandy smiled sweetly, even as I noticed wine flutes and an empty bottle of Chablis on the hot tub serving table.

Turning, I found a very tall gin and tonic beckoning from the cabana bar. Taking a large slug from the glass, I sat on the bench where I’d taken Toni’s virginity just a week ago. Sandy smiled at me mischievously, “Why don’t you just relax a bit, and enjoy your gin,” she offered, winking. The three of them were a little drunk, and Sandy, I knew, intended to let me catch up.

I leaned back against the wall, and took another long sip from the cool glass. As I watched, my wife reached and turned Angie’s face to hers and leaned in with an open-mouthed kiss. Angie returned the advance with passion, and the two were soon entwined with hands caressing each other’s breasts and bodies. Both seemed easily comfortable with the situation, which I found quite interesting. Toni maneuvered within reach of both her mother and my wife and toyed with the women’s nipples, pulling and rolling them gently in her fingers. She cupped her hands around the soft flesh then dropped one hand between her own thighs.

Angie drew away from Sandy and began to kiss her daughter with the same heated passion she’d just displayed with my wife. As Toni leaned into the kiss, her smooth ass and cunt lips rose above the swirling water, revealing what I’d suspected from the beginning; all were nude.

Angie broke with kissing Toni, who turned and offered her parted lips to my wife. Sandy reached and caressed the younger woman’s breasts in her hands as their tongues danced lewdly through their joined mouths.

Watching from the side, my cock ached for relief, pre-cum dripping wetly from the tip. I knew from Sandy’s obvious arrangements that her plans, whatever they were, included me.

I didn’t wait long.

“Toni, why don’t you see if Tom needs help getting into the tub,” Sandy suggested when she’d pulled away from the girl’s lips.

Without hesitation, Toni rose from the water and stood in the tub. The water running in rivulets down her body glistened and droplets formed and fell from her hardened nipples. I noticed that she’d shaved herself completely since the last time and the moisture obvious between her pussy lips was not all water. Her boldness was intriguing, considering that her mother sat in the hot tub beside my wife. As had proven best the week before, I decided to just roll with the flow.