2 comments/ 30516 views/ 18 favorites The Bennett Girls Ch. 01 By: BrettJ by BrettJ © 2012 Tom Porter watched as Carla Bennett closed out another sale. Most of the time, if Carla focused her attention on a client, she made the sale. This was her second today. She was always friendly and engaging and had built up a bond with several of the customers at Porter Chrysler. She had more repeat business than any salesperson working there. At times, Tom wondered why his father hadn't sold the business to her or at least made her a junior partner. Tom observed as she smiled at the young couple. He could tell that they were newlyweds and that this was likely their first major purchase together. Carla wasn't steering them towards one of the higher-end cars with a lot of add-ons. It was one of the things he admired about her, customers could trust her. She had a great sense of people. Carla could look at a customer, size them up and get a feel for what they wanted. She never took advantage of anyone. If this young couple would not have been able to afford a new car, Carla would have sold them a pre-owned vehicle. If there wasn't something at their dealership she thought was right for them, she would send them somewhere else or suggest they look around. She went the extra mile to arrange financing and very few of her clients missed payments. Tom considered Carla the biggest asset that Porter Chrysler had and her pay reflected that. It didn't hurt matters a bit that he'd been head-over-heels about Carla since she was 15 and he was 20. Even when she was 12, he thought she was pretty. She was bright and personable and had a good work ethic. She was their papergirl and he often bought her an ice cream if it was hot. When he idiot date canceled on her senior prom, he escorted her. Dancing with her was a wonderful night and Tom was sure glad his parents had insisted that all 3 of their kids should know how to dance. "You'll thank us someday," Marie Porter had told her kids. All three of them had done just that. Watching Carla move was an experience in itself. She was 5'8" of grace in motion, sexy but not consciously so. She knew she was pretty and that fact was undeniable. Carla had begun working for Don Porter two years after high school and was making as much money as some of the top Porter salesmen in a just a bit over 2 years. At first, some of the guys resented it and complained to Don that it was her flirty manner of dress. Don had countered that yes, Carla dressed like a girl and loved being feminine. Her blouses showed a bit of cleavage, her skirts a nice bit of leg – but nothing too extreme. She wore heels and she smelled nice and always was made up nicely. Carla knew that she was eye candy – but that's where she had you. Early on, some of her customers underestimated Carla. She had a good eye for people and she knew her cars. If a customer tried to pull a fast one on Carla, she caught them and gently worked things back to her advantage. She never paid too much for a trade-in but also had done her homework and had a good sense of what another dealership might offer. Most times, she made the sale. She grudgingly earned her co-workers respect and if she had too much on her plate, she shared the wealth and passed off the sale to another salesperson. Again, it didn't hurt that Carla was gorgeous and had a kind word for everyone. Just 2 years earlier, Tom had entered the business. His father surprised him by retiring at 57 and offering Tom the chance to buy him out over a period of time. "You need a change, son," Don had said, slapping his son on the back. "You're stagnating in that office and we both know it." It was true. He now hated all the day to day bullshit of office work and his relationship with Betsy, a co-worker, had ended badly. He had enough in the bank to buy in to the business, although he knew little about cars in the early days. "Stick close to Larry and especially to Carla," Don had told his son. "Larry's been with me for 40 years, since I joined with your grandfather. As for Carla – I doubt that will bother you too much, eh son?" He laughed. Don had never missed the way his eldest son felt about Carla Bennett. Tom liked the business and he found customers liked him and accepted him as Don's replacement. He earned their trust and never pulled the "boss" card when Carla gave him advice. In truth, he looked forward to their "business lunches". Over the past several months, those had changed a bit – he thought. Carla sighed one leisurely afternoon over lunch. "Boss," she asked him after finishing a mouthful of her club sandwich "Are you ever going to ask me out on a date?" During work, Carla was all business but at lunch, she had flirted every so often. Tom had chalked it up to years of familiarity; he'd known her for several years. "I didn't want to screw anything up at work, you know, my being your boss and everything," Tom smiled as he had another mouthful of his pizza. "You didn't hire me, your dad did that and I earn every nickel I make," Carla told him in a matter-of-fact manner. "No one there would believe I was doing anything wrong if we dated. Haven't you noticed that I'm interested?" "Uh – no," he chuckled nervously. "You always were a bit obtuse," Carla laughed with him. "Even when I was 12, I had a thing for you. When we have lunch, hasn't it occurred to you that I'm not quite business-like in my attire? I change into my stilettos. Sometimes I hike my skirt up. I unbutton my blouse a little more. What does a girl have to do Tommy, sit in your lap?" "Well, that definitely would get my attention," Tom smiled. To his surprised, that's exactly what Carla did. A few people in the diner chuckled. "I know you've had a thing for me for years and if you are the smart man I think you are, you will ask me to dinner tomorrow night," Carla said to him. Then she whispered in his ear "Not only that, if we go out, I promise to wear something that will make this look like a nun's habit." Tom's parents hadn't raised any stupid children and his father had told him to listen to Carla. He took the pretty blonde back to work and felt in a very good mood the rest of the day. He decided that he'd try to show her a lovely evening tomorrow night and see if the magic he had felt all of these years was real. When he picked her up in his classic Chrysler 300L, he thought she was more impressed by his car than his new Brooks Brothers suit. "Why didn't you ever tell me you owned this?" Carla raved as she walked all around the dark blue convertible. "This thing is a chick magnet," she teased. The only chick Tom cared about was scoping out his car. "I did all the restoration myself, although my uncle Bill kept it in great shape," Tom told her. "I also have a 1965 Newport but I'm only 25% through the work on that." "You're going to let me help you with that," Carla insisted as she got into the passenger's side. "I love this car but I should say the owner looks very nice in his new suit." "We both look great; did they have to pour you into that dress?" He smiled. "Almost," Carla smiled as she slid into the seat. One side of the black evening dress had a nice high slit. Tom could have looked at her legs for hours and knew for a fact she was in stockings. She sure had the legs for them. "Where to, good looking?" "I thought we'd hit the Ali Baba and have something decadent like Chateaubriand, if you don't think it'll be too much," he said as he got the car in gear. "Not at all, I love good food," Carla beamed and put her hand on his knee. "I've been waiting for this date for 10 years, we could have gone to Pizza Hut and I wouldn't have complained." "I'll keep that in mind for future reference, but I haven't been out on a fancy date in ages," Tom smiled as they pulled close to the restaurant. Betsy felt uncomfortable if he spent too much but Carla didn't seem to mind. He gave the valet a $20 and told him to take care of the car. Walking in with Carla on his arm, Tom felt like a million bucks. Everyone fussed over them and a few people walked over to say how much they liked the cars Carla had sold them. "Everyone seems to genuinely like you," Tom smiled. "You're surely an asset to the company." "I'm more interested in being an asset to the owner," Carla flirted, leaning forward so he could see her dazzling green eyes and the body he had so long admired. "No more games Tommy, I want to start something with you and I know it's mutual. We'll have a nice meal and talk, but we're going somewhere after – your place, my place, I don't care – and we're going do what we should have when you took me to my prom. We're going to fuck." Tom swallowed his drink and nodded. Their date was leisurely, fun and pleasant and the food was wonderful. Still, in the back of his mind, her words weighed heavily. He hadn't dated since Betsy. Would he be able to live up to her standards? Carla had been a popular girl all of her life and Tom was in another league. He had an after-dinner drink and some dessert to calm his nerves. "You're stalling Tommy," she saw and commented on it. "Don't be worried, we've known each for too long for anything to change how I feel about you. My place or yours?" "Mine," Tom told her. "It's large and has a nice lakefront view." "We won't be looking at scenery for a while, lover," Carla teased and ran a foot up his leg. Tom paid the bill and likely over-tipped, but he didn't care. No more stalling, this was what they both wanted and needed. Carla wrapped herself around him when they were in the door of his home. She exceeded every expectation that he'd had of her; she was vibrant and sensual and kissed like no one he had ever met. Her lips were soft and yielding and he wasn't quite sure how she managed it, but she had led him up to his own bedroom without him being totally aware of how she had accomplished that. She moved away from him and wore an impish smile. Carla got out of the dress and her body was on full display. Sexy black lingerie and heels complimented a body that was second to no one's. Carla walked, sway-hipped, over to Tom and led him back to the bed. "Sooner or later handsome," Carla told him, "You're going to have to start doing some of the work." Tom laughed and began removing some of his clothes. In now way did he want to disappoint the sexy blonde that was sitting on the edge of his bed. This was the opportunity of a lifetime and he wasn't going to blow it. Fortunately, Carla seemed to want him as much as he wanted her. At least, her continuous smile indicated that she did. Once the young couple was in each other's arms, all bets were off. Carla was almost savage in her lusts, she kissed his firm body all over and her mouth was incredible. The sexy blonde had a playful attitude about sex and her mouth was magical. Tom's cock was solid in short order but he knew that they weren't just going to stop there. He got her out of the lingerie ... well, most of it, he liked the stockings and heels ... and he showed her that he liked to eat pussy and knew what he was doing down there. From the way that Carla was groaning and sighing and thrashing about the bed, it was obvious that he hadn't lost his touch. "Okay, I see that someone was paying attention," Carla giggled. She straddled his legs and lowered her body on top of his. "The preliminaries are over, let's get down to the main event!" Tom nodded, he had no problem letting Carla run the show for now. As in everything she did, the blonde beauty was confident and in control. She straddled his thighs and lowered her body down on his cock. Soon the pair of them had a nice rhythm going and Tom was living out his longest-held dream. He was fucking Carla Bennett, after all of these years, they were lovers! Carla fucked like she did everything in life, with unbridled enthusiasm. She was on top of him and he didn't know the sexy blonde knew words like that. Her body was a whirling dervish and the way she was slamming herself against Tom, he knew that he might be a bit sore in the morning. It didn't matter because any chance to be with Carla in such a carnal fashion was worth a bit of ache and pain. Her body continued to writhe and twist until she had her own orgasm and had extracted one from Tom as well. "I hope you don't think we're done," Carla smiled as she rested her head on his chest. "I've waited years for this, I plan to exhaust you tonight." Tom chuckled, she had no idea that he was already exhausted. He would soldier on because nothing mattered more than making Carla want to be with him. Tom need not have worried on that point. Carla had set out to snag her man and now she had him. She wasn't going anywhere. Over the next six months, they spent as much time together as possible. Tom even became comfortable with her being openly affectionate at work. "Who did you two think you were fooling?" Larry had joked with Tom one afternoon. It was late one evening and Tom was hungry. He wanted to take his girlfriend to dinner and perhaps enjoy the rest of the evening. He asked Carla when she'd be ready to go. "Sorry sweetheart, I'm working on a big deal," she said as she kissed his cheek. "That man over there is looking to buy three cars, a new one for himself, one for his wife and one for his daughter who's off to college. I have to stay and work with him to make a good deal. Hey, my mom was supposed to meet me for dinner, why don't you take her? I bet she'd love the company." "Your mother?" "Sure, you two always got along well, she likes you," Carla smiled. "Come on handsome, do your girl a favor. You know you love the way I repay favors," she teased. Tom sighed. Those ways were usually long, arduous, sweaty and a lot of fun. "Sure hon, what time is Adeline supposed to get here?" "Oh, about now," Carla smiled again as she pointed to her mother entering the showroom. Adeline Bennett was still a striking woman at 44 and at times, Tom forgot she was only 11 years his senior. She walked towards them on long legs and wore a broad smile. "Ready to go, honey?" Adeline asked her daughter. "Change of plans, mom," Carla sighed. "I'm working on a big, big deal so I've arranged for this gorgeous man to escort you. Now you behave yourself, I want him back." "Any preference as to where you'd like to go, Adeline?" Tom asked her as they got in his newest car. He didn't miss her short skirt riding up what were still great legs. In her own way, she was almost as gorgeous as Carla, although she was taller and a brunette. "You can call me Addie, you've known me since you were a kid," she told him. "Anything but Chinese – the people at my work order that so often I'm beginning to speak Mandarin," she laughed. "Steak?" "Oh God, yes please," she sighed. They found a steakhouse he knew and a few of the staff eyed him suspiciously. He had been there a number of times with Carla and Tom wondered if they suspected he was cheating on her. Of course, he'd never do that. "I'm always telling Carla it's a good thing she went after you first," Addie told him as they ate. "If you had been single much longer, I might have made a play for you myself." "I would probably have been receptive to that," Tom smiled, drinking his wine. "You're a gorgeous woman Adeline – Addie – you can have any man you want. I never understood why you married that jackass in the first place." It was true, Addie's ex ran roughshod over his wife and daughter until he nearly hammered the will out of them. As Carla got older, she got a backbone and when she began earning enough of her own money, she helped her mother pay for a divorce. Mother and daughter were the staunchest of friends and allies, Carla had told him time and again. "I fucked him, he got me pregnant and I married the son of a bitch," Addie responded with a candor that surprised Tom. He choked a bit on his wine. "Sorry – I didn't think my using the word 'fuck' would offend. I may be older than you but I still like to tear up the sheets now and again. Carla and I both have high sex drives, it's just one thing we have in common." "So you do know that she and I are ...?" "Fucking? Of course Tom, you'd both be idiots if you weren't. You're attractive people and I bet you're great together in the bedroom. Well, in all candor, I know you're good in bed, Carla raves about you," she smiled naughtily. "You've talked about ...?" "What you two get up to together? Of course, we're very close. My daughter is a very lucky girl and I was wondering ... do you think that you'd be interested in making me a lucky girl tonight?" Addie purred in her most sensual tone. "W-what, I couldn't do that. I mean, Carla and I aren't committed yet but I'm not seeing anyone else," Tom answered, although tempted. "I'm not the type of guy who cheats." "That's very admirable," Addie smiled and squeezed his knee under the table. "However, I'm not suggesting you cheat – not at all. It might interest you to know that Carla and I had a little wager. Whichever one of us got to you first, the other got to have you second." Tom's head was spinning. "You're putting me on." Addie shook her head and went into her purse. She pulled out a note that Tom saw was in Carla's handwriting. It as much said what Addie had just told him – the note gave Addie full permission to fuck Carla's boyfriend. At the end, she had written "She's going to tell me all about it Tommy, so fuck the bitch good" and kissed it with lipstick. He fell back in his seat, utterly stunned. "Carla and I are not conventional women, Tommy," Addie laughed. "We just want what's best for the other one. You know you've always thought I was attractive, I used to notice you watching me. Why not have some fun? When will you get this opportunity again? Wouldn't it be interesting to find out how the mother compares to the daughter?" Tom was still reeling from all of this but as he looked at Addie, a sensational looking woman in her own right, he thought he just might strike while the iron was hot. If Carla wasn't going to raise a fuss, why shouldn't he indulge? He had set out to make Carla happy since the day they had begun their relationship, he could afford to be a little greedy for once. "I'd regret it if I said no, so I'm saying yes," Tom smiled, motioning for their server. He paid the bill and they went to his car. "Your place or mine?" "Mine," Addie told him. "I have a few things I'd like to show you." Tom wasn't sure what those "things" were but if Addie wasn't anything like Carla in that regard, he knew that he'd enjoy them. He drove her home and they went inside. "I'm going upstairs, you head up in about ten minutes," she instructed him. "You know where my bedroom is?" He nodded as it was next to Carla's and he had been there several times when Addie was elsewhere. He sat on the sofa and ten minutes seemed like ten hours. Finally, he made the trek up the stairs, his heart almost racing. In the doorway stood Addie and she was as magnificent in her own way as her daughter. Standing almost 6' in heels, she now wore a black negligee and had lined her eyes with a dusky mascara. It gave her a sultry affect and she walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Addie kissed Tom and he kissed back. Right or wrong, he was going to fuck this gorgeous, older woman and show her the kind of good time her daughter raved about! Tom let his hands roam freely and touch her sensual, supple body. Addie didn't say much but her moans and purrs of joy were a nice accompaniment. She pressed harder against him and he could feel the heat of her body. They moved to the bed and he went to undress her but she put up her hand to stop him. "Uh-uh lover, me first," she told him. Her hands practically flew over his clothing, removing his jacket, tie, shirt, trousers and every spec of clothing. "Do you Bennett women have magical hands?" He joked. He was constantly telling Carla that she seemed to be able to get him naked in record time. The Bennett Girls Ch. 01 "The Bennett girls get what they want, handsome," Addie purred. "Okay, now you can undress me but don't be afraid to play around a little. I'm far from fragile, I won't break." Tom nodded, if she was anything like Carla in that regard, it was true. He helped remove the negligee, it was a shame it had to go so early, but it was an impediment to what he wanted. Magnificent breasts, sensual neck, lush dark hair and a stomach that was flat and taut, belying her age. All of those parts were kissed and touched and fondled as he made his way down to her pussy. She assisted him by lifting her hips so that he could remove her tiny thong. Tom saw that unlike Carla, she was bare down there. Now she wore only heels and an enigmatic smile. Tom prepared himself because he knew that if Addie was indeed anything like her daughter, he wasn't in for an easy time. She would be demanding, although it would be worth the effort. He paid a lot of attention to her thighs and pussy while not neglecting the rest of her gorgeous body. Addie sighed and carried on like this was the best sex that she had enjoyed in years. When he finished, she had a look of satisfaction on her lovely face. "If my daughter doesn't keep you around, she's nuts," Addie laughed. "What a lucky little bitch she is. Okay handsome, let me at that cock of yours. Carla says it's a whopper." Until that moment, Tom had not realized that his cock was anything out of the ordinary. It was a bit of a thrill for him to know that he "measured up". Addie's mouth certainly seemed to be enjoying his staff and it wasn't taking too long for him to get hard. He ached to fuck her but kept a cool head. Like he had done with Carla, he let things occur at a natural, easy pace. "She did not lie, you are nicely endowed," Addie grinned up at him. Kneeling on all fours, she told him to fuck her doggy-style. "That is my favorite, I love the deep penetration and the naughtiness of it. My jerk of an ex thought there was only one way to fuck and he wasn't even any good at that." Tom nodded and got in place. She had a beautiful back and ass and as he slid in to her pussy, he felt a temporary pang of guilt. In essence, he still was cheating on Carla, although he had read the letter giving her mom permission to fuck him. He supposed that in some ways he was an old-fashioned man but that obviously did not apply to Addie or to her daughter. They lived in the here and now. He began to pump his body against Addie's as she moved back against him. They seemed to be a nice match in bed and he felt free to use his hands to play with the rest of her body. Addie had bigger tits than her daughter and was in terrific shape for a woman in her 40's. Why anyone would risk screwing up a relationship with a woman like this was beyond his comprehension. She fucked like it was the best thing in the world and maybe, to her, it was. Her howls and moans grew louder and it didn't take long for her to cum. Addie rolled away from him, took Tom's cock back into her mouth and sucked him until he came. He felt completely and utterly drained and only one other woman in his life had ever done that to him – Carla. All his life, Tom had wished for a partner like this. Now he had been with two of them. He wasn't sure if he could handle it and work as hard as he did. It was going to be a lot of work. Just as Addie was setting them up for another round, he heard Carla's voice calling up from downstairs, heard her footfalls on the stairs. "Oh, there you are," Carla smiled, not at all angered by catching her boyfriend with her mom. Obviously, she was as cool with it as Addie had said she'd be. "How was he?" Carla asked. Tom felt like hiding under the bed for a few minutes. "As good as you said he'd be, you picked us a winner," Addie grinned happily. "Did you make the sale?" Carla laughed and waved the contract in front of them. "3 brand-new cars, you better believe it. I think we should celebrate, I'm going to go to my room, put on something slinky and join you." She walked over to the bed and kissed her mother and fondled her tits. "Keep him warm for me, gorgeous. I'm glad this is all going to work out." Tom wasn't sure he blinked for a full 5 minutes. Carla and her mother - lovers? The three of them ...? Addie patted him on the back as Carla left the room to go and change. "You had better get used to it, stud. You're riding with the Bennett girls now – and we don't settle for second best." Tom smiled and nodded while giving silent thanks that he was the owner of the company. He highly doubted that he'd be getting to work until much later the next day – if at all. The Bennett Girls Ch. 02 Tom looked out on to the terrace of his condominium and saw Carla and her mother enjoying the morning light. He looked over in to the kitchen and saw that they had made coffee and that one of them had gone out and bought fresh chocolate croissants. He knew that he likely should watch his weight, but those two hellions would help him work off the calories. He got up and threw on his robe, grabbed coffee and pasty and went to join the pair of women. "Don't you two ever sleep?" He mock-complained as he kissed first Carla and then, Addie. Neither of the kisses was either short or chaste. "We didn't finish until almost 4 AM and it's not quite 10 yet." "Not our fault you're such a fucking stud," Carla snickered, sipping her coffee and winking naughtily at her mom. "We tried our best to exhaust you but you just wouldn't wear out." "And we're the two hottest sluts in town," Addie smiled, letting her robe shift a bit open and exposing those round, gorgeous tits that Tom now knew so well. Had it really already been three weeks since all of this had started? Both of them were living with him now and they were going to put their house up for sale. Yes, it was all real but no one would have believed it. His mother was thrilled that he and Carla were finally a couple and had commented how nice it was that they often included Addie in their plans. What could he tell her? "Well sure mom, but that's because I'm fucking her too, both of them at the same time." It was true -- he had two sexy women sharing his bed, loving him and loving each other. Carla came and sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're getting lost inside your own head again, Tommy," she smiled. "Do the two of us have to distract you again?" He kissed his girlfriend and blew a kiss to Addie as well. "No, I was just thinking about all of ... well, all of this," he smiled. "You and I have been going on for a while now Carla, but I just realized I haven't asked you about how you and Addie started. It's one thing to watch your girlfriend have sex with your mother, but how the hell did it start?" Addie grinned at her daughter. "Ah, he wants to know how the Bennett girls started their lesbian affair." Carla sighed. "Sorry Tommy, we can't tell you that story now. It'd take too long and I have to go and get ready for work. I have to be there for noon," she chuckled as she got off of her boyfriend's lap. He pulled Carla back and frowned at her. "I'm your boss, you can have the day off," he told her. "No more stalling, one of you is going to tell me or else. Women aren't the only ones who can cut off sex, you know!" He said in a serious tone. Both women stuck out their tongues, but were all having fun. "Let's go inside darlings, this story gets pretty steamy and I don't think we want the neighbors watching us if we all get carried away," Addie suggested. Her companions nodded their agreement and tied their robes again. Tommy followed behind, captivated by the two women that were now sharing his home and his bed. "So Tommy, you know that a few months after mom and I earned enough money to pay off the mortgage on our house, mommy and I threw my father out and she started divorce proceedings," Carla started her story. Tom nodded, that had been about 5, almost 6, years ago. His parents had asked Addie why it had taken her so long, he recalled. "Mom was feeling a little blue because she had no idea what to do next," Carla continued. "When I asked her what she meant by that, she explained to me that daddy had, in some many words, been the only man in her life for a long while. She was a very passionate woman -- as you know by now Tommy -- and she was going to be lonely without a man to satisfy her sexually. I teased her that she should go after younger studs because she's so beautiful -- you are mom, stop looking at me like that, you're gorgeous." "You are gorgeous Addie and Carla's right," Tom added. "Go on, sweetheart." "Okay Tommy," Carla giggled. "I even suggested that she seduce you because she'd always thought you were cute and I know -- don't you look at me like that, Tommy Porter -- that you'd checked her out. Mom thought I was putting her on, but I know what I know." Tom laughed and nodded. Carla had always been his dream girl, but she did have one MILF of a mom and it was hard not to notice. "I told the little scamp if she could find me a young stud, I'd give him the ride of his life," Addie continued the tale. "I said to Carla that I would eventually get back into dating, I was sure of that, but it wasn't like riding a bicycle. If it was, I would need training wheels. This was a new world and I also had a job and new responsibilities, I was going to have to work a bit more if I was the sole breadwinner. I knew Carla's father wouldn't make our divorce easy on me." Tom nodded and watched the expressions that came over their lovely faces. He well remembered the bitter divorce Addie had undergone and how it had affected both of them. Tom's father said there were days he'd find Carla in the back room, crying her eyes out. To her credit, the customers never saw it. "I told Mom that I'd just sold two SUVs in one day and that I was going to have a nice check coming in," Carla continued the story. "I insisted that we get dressed up in our sexiest clothes and lingerie and heels and go out to a nice restaurant for dinner and drinks," she told Tom. "I wanted to go to the swankiest restaurant I could find." "La Boehme?" Tom asked and Carla nodded. They had been there several times when the two of them were dating. "I wondered why she insisted we wear sexy lingerie too," Addie smiled. "She told me that if we found some hot young studs, we'd be prepared. Then, the little minx further scandalized me by saying that would work if we found some sexy ladies as well." Tom looked at his girlfriend. "I'd been with a number of girls before. I knew I was bi back in high school." He looked at her again and she sighed. "Don't you start with me, Tommy Porter -- I waited ages before you wised up and asked me out!" Everyone laughed and Tom had to concede to Carla on that. It had taken him far longer than it should have. Why he hadn't seen they were perfect for each other years ago was a point of contention, thankfully, it was in the past. "When Addie came down the stairs, she almost took my breath away. I knew I had a beautiful mother, but daddy had beaten her down so often, I think she had buried it away. She had her hair up and was wearing a pretty necklace and matching earrings. She wore a burgundy dress that criss-crossed her breasts and tied at the back. It was almost floor-length. One side had a high slit and she was wearing heels that made her so tall and elegant. I remember thinking that if she wasn't my mother, we'd skip dinner and just go straight for dessert -- bed!" Carla giggled. "The little minx isn't telling you that she was wearing a body-hugging, silver lame mini-dress and stiletto heels," Addie sighed wistfully. "Her hair was a bit longer than it is now and she had gone all out on her makeup. I thought she looked spectacular and I remember thinking if she ever shows this Carla to Tommy Porter -- sorry sweetheart, but you really did have your head buried in the sand -- he's a goner!" Addie smiled. "I was driving my new car that night and I was almost distracted by mom," Carla went on. "I couldn't believe a woman this beautiful was single. When we entered the restaurant, everyone made such a fuss and several people sent over drinks. I never did tell mother that not all of them were men -- or that I took some of them up on their offers," Carla giggled. "We had a lovely meal but by 11 PM, we were feeling no pain. I wasn't stupid enough to drive drunk and risk hurting someone or totaling my new ride, so I called a cab. The poor cabbie wouldn't even take a tip, he'd been staring at two hot women most of the ride home. We almost poured ourselves in the front door Tommy, but we had the besttime!" "I really needed it, Tom darling," Addie told him. "I'd been feeling unsure of myself as a woman but knowing I still had `it' was wonderful for my ego. I made us both coffee and we sat around talking. I told Carla how thrilled I was by all the attention and how nice it felt, although I couldn't compare with her." Carla looked at her mother and her boyfriend. "Can you believe this silly bitch, Tommy? I just looked over at her and said that she was as gorgeous as me, maybe even more gorgeous than me. Everyone likes different things, right honey? Some like chocolate, some like vanilla. Some lucky bastards, like our Tommy, get to have both. I told her she was a fucking sexy bitch and to knock it the hell off." "I felt like a million dollars and told my daughter that there were two fucking sexy bitches in the family," Addie continued. "She was shocked because she'd never heard me use that word. We both started laughing and fell into each other's arms." "Then I kissed her," Carla said. "Like it was the most natural and perfect thing to do. I thought mom would pull away or be shocked, but neither thing happened. She put her arms around my back and pulled me closer and she started kissing me back. We were on that couch and making out like two teenage girls. You know how good she kisses Tommy, that first time my mother's tongue was in my mouth and I was sucking on it and feeling like I never wanted it to end. We just kissed each other and made out for about 20 minutes." Addie spoke next. "I remember telling her that we should take this somewhere else or we might just stain the furniture," she said to Tom. "I was so turned on and it wasn't the alcohol. I wanted this, I wanted her. The thought of making love to my own daughter was thrilling because it was so taboo." Carla continued the story. "I took mommy's hand and we went to her bedroom. My bed is bigger but hers has that lovely dimmer switch that you can use to adjust the lights. I think both of us were shaking a little bit as we climbed the stairs, but I knew that neither one of us was going to back out. We were both eager to explore these strange, sexy new feelings that we were having. I looked at mom as she adjusted the lighting and appreciated her in a new light. As a lover and not as a daughter. I've always enjoyed mature, sexy women and my own mother put any I had ever known to shame. When she walked back to me in that sexy burgundy dress, my pussy was absolutely creaming. I'm serious Tommy, I was drenched! Mommy came and put her arms around me and kissed me, long and hard. My heart was thumping as she led me over to her bed. We sat on it and kissed again. I asked her if she had ever been with another woman before." "I told her that I hadn't, but it had been a fantasy over the years," Adeline confessed. "What I didn't tell her was that all my fantasies had centered on younger girls, most of them blonde, like my daughter. I suppose subconsciously I had been fantasizing about having sex with Carla for years. Now, I was about to do that. She put her hands on my tits and lifted them and then she stroked my arms with her fingernails. I got chills and she did it again. I whimpered softly and felt her untying the back of my dress. When my tits were free, Carla's hands were all over them. It was a glorious feeling, simply glorious." "As I was kissing her, I felt so connected to Addie," Carla said, remembering each second vividly. "I was thinking of her that way, as Addie, still my mother, but now, my lover. I kissed her neck and kept touching her gently, not wanting to miss a second or an inch of her body. It might seem silly, but I'm still convinced that I was falling in love with my mother." Addie smiled. "I just took it all in and I was shivering," she said. "I'd never felt anything so soft and as she bared my body, I felt beautiful in her eyes. Carla told me that she wanted to love me and I let her. I let her push me down on the bed and I lifted my legs so that she could remove the rest of my dress. She slid my red lace panties off and I was totally naked in front of her, except for my heels. I thought that she'd take those off, but she didn't. It turns out we both have a thing for heels," Addie giggled. "So do I," Thomas smiled. "We've noticed," Carla smiled. "I took mother's leg in my hands and kissed all the way up and down. She had shaved that day and her legs were as smooth as silk. When I got to her pussy, it was neatly trimmed, not bare like it is now. I showed my mommy what she had been missing for all of these years. I ate cunt like I was starved for it -- because I was. I hummed a little as I buried my face in her box and I know the vibrations were getting to her," Carla told Tom. "Getting to me?" Addie groaned at the happy memory. "I thought the top of my head was going to come off, it felt so fucking good!" Tom could see his lover was getting more and more excited as the telling of the story continued "I really enjoyed eating mother's pussy and tasting her juices," Carla told Tom as Addie snuggled against him. He could feel her nipples pressing into his back and she actually seemed to be radiating heat. "She was really cumming and she was panting and moaning too. It's always fun when you're with someone for the first time and you know that you're turning them on. That's how it was with mom, but the taboo of doing it with her added to that. By that time, I wasn't even slightly buzzed. I was just getting off on the fact that I was getting her off. Boy, was I! Tommy, when this gorgeous bitch came, she bucked so hard that I nearly fell off the bed. She just laid there, moaning and panting and saying, over and over again, how good it had been." "It was good, Tommy darling, it was so fucking good," Thomas heard her say. Addie only used the "F-word" when she was really wound up, so he knew that was the case now. "I was going to let my own little girl have all the fun -- no sirree! I got her out of that tight little dress and complimented her on her outfit. The little slut was wearing a peek-a-boo bra and tiny black thong -- Carla does love to dress for sex. So, I made the best of it and sucked those yummy tits of hers without taking the bra off, at least at first. I couldn't hold out much longer, I had to touch them. She's so soft and I loved sucking my baby's yummy tits. She let me have free reign over her body and I kissed down. She'd just had her navel pierced and it was sexy -- still is. I loved the smooth, flat stomach and her legs and I even felt the urge to kiss her feet, so I slipped her one of her heels off and did that! She giggled and I put the shoe back on before moving up to her pussy. It was so pink and perfect that I was nervous. I didn't know what to do -- unlike Carla, I'd never been with a girl before. I just went with my gut and began licking. I guess I did something right because her soft thighs clamped about my head and she held me down there until I made her cum -- twice! When she let me up, my face was coated with her juices and we kissed. It felt so naughty sharing them with her." "I showed her how to do a sixty-nine," Carla went on. "We both really got off on that and came again. We went in the shower to `wash off' and ended up girl-fucking again. I spent the entire next day in bed with mom and it was the only time I ever called in sick when I wasn't." Addie smiled happily at the memory of that day. Her hand had drifted into Tom's lap. "I told her that we shouldn't go too fast, to slow things down," Addie told her lover. "We went back to her own bedrooms the next night." Carla had an odd smile so Tom asked what had happened. She giggled and told him. "About midnight, I came out of my room and headed to hers, only to see that mom was heading to my room as well. We slept together that night and most nights until you and I hooked up," Carla sighed happily. Now Addie was sitting in Tom's lap, facing him directly. "It was about 2 years ago that Carla and I decided we needed a man in our lives and we both wanted you to be that man. We cooked up our little bet, whoever got your first, the other got you second and then, we'd team up. We didn't doubt for a second that we'd get what we wanted, we're shameless, horny bitches." She slipped off his lap, opened his robe and began sucking his cock. Carla dropped her robe to the floor and joined her mother in blowing the man they both loved. "Yes, yes you are," Tom groaned as two sets of lips sucked him off. "And I love the both of you for it." The Bennett Girls Ch. 03 Author's Note: Thank you all very much for your kind words on this series. I'm glad you enjoy the work, thrilled that I am pleasing so many of you. I've decided to try something and I hope you will all indulge me. I'm going to leave this series "open-ended". If you're not sure what I mean by that, it's like a TV show or a soap opera or even comic books. I will continue to tell stories of Tom and his lovers as long as I can think of them. I already have a few plotted. You will continue to see new characters introduced in the series and watch them weave their way into the tapestry of our story. I'd love to hear from the readers if they have any suggestions. I can assure you, the story of Carla, Addie and Tom can go on for a while. They're going to age. They're going to get older. Not everything will be smooth sailing, although I assure you, I want them happy and together. I hope my devoted readers will continue to read along and enjoy the next several chapters. This story will end when I want it to end. Until then, please enjoy the ride. ~~BrettJ Tom distinctly heard Carla talking to someone on the phone, but he couldn't hear the conversation clearly. He was being distracted by the soft, supple lips that were sucking avidly on his cock. It was only 11 AM on a Sunday morning and already Carla and Addie wanted to fuck. He wasn't ever dumb enough to refuse them, unless he just couldn't. Of course, if that happened, his two beautiful bedmates would just roll into each other's arms and start kissing and caressing each other. That usually provided Tom with enough "inspiration" to get going all over again. Even if it didn't, Carla and Addie were quite happy making love to each other for the pure, simple joy and closeness of it. Mother and daughter shared a bond and Tom was thrilled that both trusted him enough to let him be a part of their world. He had loved Carla for as long as he could remember and now Addie was a part of that love. Others might judge, but they were wrong. It worked - they worked. "You're doing it again, Tommy," Addie sighed, lifting her mouth from his cock. She licked her full red lips and again commanded his full attention. She ruffled his sandy hair and told him to get his head in the game. Tom nodded. "I was just wondering who was on the phone and then my mind drifted off for a sec," he said. "Sorry." At that moment, Carla entered the room. She was wearing a tiny pink teddy and her bedroom slippers. The kitchen's tile floor could be chilly in the mornings. "You'll never guess who was on the phone," Carla smiled as she got into bed with her family. "I don't know – my mom, wondering when you're going to make an honest man out of me?" Tom chuckled. He wasn't serious, but Marie Porter would have been thrilled to hear Tom finally announce their engagement. "No, that call usually comes around 4 PM," Carla zinged him back. "That was Jayne." Jayne Kingston was their realtor and was helping Carla and Addie sell their home. She was to selling properties what Carla was to selling cars. The house had only been on the market a month and they'd already had several offers. Sadly, they weren't quite good enough. Addie smiled a private little smile and looked at her daughter. She was privy to a little secret that Tommy wasn't, not as yet. The beautiful black woman had been Carla's first girlfriend, Carla had confessed. They had known each other since high school. Jayne also had a huge crush on Tommy, but he was oblivious to it. "He could have any girl in our school he wants to date mommy, but he's so stuck on that rotten Beth Turner," the 16-year old Carla had complained. "Jayne's got that body and those legs and she's made it clear she's interested, but he doesn't even notice." "Give him time, sweetheart," Addie had counseled her daughter. "Men always want what they can't have. You and Jayne will have your own set of admirers soon enough and I have a feeling that someday, Tommy's blinders will come off." And so they had, but not before Jayne and Carla had their first encounter after graduation. They remained close friends and still had a little fun every so often. Now Addie was aware of all of this, being her daughter's closest confidante and lover. Her body trembled as she thought of dark, exotic Jayne and Carla together in bed. Next time, did she dare ask to be invited? "So, what did Jayne want?" Addie asked her daughter, allowing her to slip in between herself and Tom. "Our money problems may be over," Carla said enthusiastically. "I wasn't aware we had any," Tom said with a sarcastic tone. After all, Carla was the top salesperson and he owned 75% of the dealership. "Maybe YOU don't Tommy," the women teased him. Adeline wanted to hear the rest. "Go on, sweetheart," she said to Carla. "All Jayne would tell me is that she's fairly certain she's sold the house for the asking price," Carla said excitedly. "If that's the case, we can pay off the mortgage on Tommy's place and cut our bill payments in half." "Oh, those money problems," Tom chuckled. Secretly, he was thrilled. He had offered to help Carla and Addie out several times, but they wanted to pull their own weight. He really didn't understand why they were being so stubborn, but if the house was finally sold, the point was moot. He didn't need the money, mortgage rates were very low right now or he would have paid off the condo a while back and been done with it. "Why is everyone still in bed?" Carla teased. "Umm, weren't we all about to have sex?" Tom asked. "Oh no, we don't have time," Carla continued her little game. "We have to go and meet Jayne and the potential buyer at 2 PM." Tom looked over at his clock. "Woman, that's almost 3 hours from now. I bet I can make the both of you cum twice by then." Tom won that bet. After the three of them showered and even had one more orgasm apiece, they made it to Addie's old home with time to spare. It felt a bit odd for her and Carla not to be living there, but there was a good future ahead for all of them. A few minutes later, Jayne's car pulled up and she got out. Tom blinked and realized that Carla's constant teasing about him sometimes being obtuse might have been on the money. This was the woman he hadn't noticed all those years ago? How could he not? She was tall and elegant and carried herself beautifully. Her skin was the color of chocolate and she had beautiful features with brown eyes that held your attention. She was graceful and her voice was melodic, almost lyrical. Jayne's face wore a beautiful smile and even though she was dressed in a professional manner, her blouse and skirt showed a truly lovely body. Even her jewelry was chosen with care, the gold against her dark skin was quite nice. She was chatting amiably with Carla and Addie and he came out of his head again to go and say hello. "Tommy," she said hugging him hello. "It's been a while." He nodded, not really knowing what to say. He felt like an imbecile. Carla had told him that her friend had practically thrown herself at him and instead, he'd gone after Betsy? Had he been insane back then? "I think the buyers are ready to sign the papers today," Jayne smiled. Tom still couldn't take his eyes off of her, she looked like a supermodel. "They want to move here as soon as possible, so if everyone's agreeable, we can wrap this up tonight." "So, who are these buyers?" Carla asked excitedly. "That would be us." Carla turned around at the sound of the familiar voice and squealed and ran into the older of the two women's arms. "Aunt Irena, cousin Cherie! What are you two doing here?" Tom recognized his girlfriend's aunt and cousin; he had met them a few times over the years. Irena Bennett was married to the brother of Adeline's ex. As much as Tom though Addie's ex-husband was a brute, Alex Bennett was a dullard. Tom's opinion of the Bennett men was not a high one. Irena gave her niece a hug and then hugged Addie while the cousins laughed and hugged as well. Addie had always liked Irena, they were kindred spirits. "After you finally got up the courage to divorce Alex's brother, I began looking at my own marriage. I decided to change my life, so I went back to school, got my degree and I've been working as a law clerk for the past two years. I'm finally making enough money to live on my own so I packed my bags, had Alex served with papers and here I am. He won't fight it – I have enough legal information to bury the bastard, including the fact he's had two affairs." Addie indicated that Cherie was with in earshot. "Oh darling, don't worry about her, she's smart as a whip, that one. She knew before I did." The five women all chatted and went inside the house. "I've always loved this place and I know all the hard work my brother put into it," Irena smiled. Addie had to concede that point, her ex might have been a dick, but he kept the house in tip-to shape. Irena signed the papers. "Okay, all you have to do is sign and it's a done deal," she said to Addie. A minute later, it was. "So, you finally got Tommy to wise up, did you?" Irena teased her niece. "Good for you! How did you do it?" Bold as brass, Carla said "Sex. I made sure my skirts were short, my blouses low-cut and my heels were high. No man could resist me and once I had him, I held on tight." Irena laughed, admiring her niece's can-do attitude. "Well sugar, you have the ammunition, that's for sure. I always liked him and he even let your mother move in with you. That boy is a keeper and he's still gorgeous – your cousin always thought so." Carla glanced over at Cherie; her 25-year old cousin was quite openly admiring Tom, who was – of course – totally oblivious to it. He was engaged in conversation with Jayne, which was an interesting turn of events in itself. Carla teased her aunt. "Sorry auntie, he's all mine. If Cherie wants him, we'll have to work out a deal where I might let her borrow him for a night," she teased. Irena chuckled, not knowing the way her niece's mind worked. Carla adored her boyfriend and knew he was faithful as a guard dog. Cherie wouldn't be able to lure Tom away no matter how hard she tried, although Cherie was now gorgeous and another one of the Bennett girls were the "ammunition" to lure most men. She was leggy and had auburn hair and intense blue eyes. It had been a few years since the cousins had last seen each other, but something was different about Cherie. Much different and Carla hoped to find out what it was now that they would be living so close. Jayne and Tom were still talking and were Carla the jealous type, she wouldn't have been thrilled. As it was, she pulled Tom to one side. "You finally noticed Jayne, huh big guy?" She teased. "Oh sweetheart, you know that I'm your guy, but I can't believe how stupid I was back then," Tom sighed. "I mean ... you ... her ... jeez, where was my head at?" "Halfway up Beth Turner's butt, you followed her everywhere," Carla told him candidly. She pressed two hundred dollar bills into his hand. "I want you to have a little adventure tonight, Tommy. Ask Jayne to dinner – she'll say yes. Be very attentive and flirt with her, I know you can be charming when you want to be. If she tries to seduce you, let her. Fuck her brains out and come home to me with a big smile. Don't look at me like I've gone insane, Tommy Porter – I don't mind you having a little fun, lord knows, I did!" He looked at his girlfriend and then over at Jayne and her words sunk in. "You mean that you ... and she ... you two ...?" He sputtered. "I promise that I will give you all the details soon," Carla smiled. "Jayne's my best friend and we owe her a huge favor, she really went all out to sell this place. Go ahead baby – live the dream." Somewhere in the back of his mind, Tom thought he was living with a crazy lady. Okay – he would deal with that later. The crazy lady was giving him money to go on a date with one of the most beautiful creatures he had ever seen. Jayne was about to get into her car when he caught up with her. "Yes Tommy?" She said. "Did I forget something?" "No, nothing like that, I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner tonight?" Tom asked. Jayne smiled mysteriously. "Aren't you living with Carla? Tsk, you really shouldn't be asking other women out on dates, handsome." "Carla says she owes you big-time and I'm supposed to make sure you have the time of your life. I told her it would be my pleasure and my honor, unless you're involved with someone," he said to her. She cocked her head to one side and smiled again. "I date on occasion, but nothing that would stop me from going out with such a handsome man," Jayne told him. "I know Carla likes La Boehm, so why don't I meet you there at 7? That will give me time to go home and change and make myself presentable." Tom didn't know how much more presentable she could get, but nodded. He didn't think he would ever get used to his crazy girlfriend or her mother. All he could do was go on the ride and hold on tight. When Jayne walked into the restaurant that night, he found out how much more "presentable" she could be. How about dazzling? Her hair was long and flowing and she was in 5-inch silver heels. Her dress was fancy, a rich burgundy color with sequins that made it gleam in the candlelight. Cut low in front and dipping low in back, it showed a body that any man breathing would stare at in disbelief. She sat down across from him and put her hand on top of his. "Hello Tommy," she smiled. "My, don't you look handsome." Carla had insisted he get out one of his Brooks Brothers suits and do everything right. "Thank you and believe me, I'm with the most stunning woman in the place," he flattered her. "You didn't notice me when I was back in high school, I had such a thing for you," Jayne smiled, leaning close. He could smell the sweet, flowery aroma of her perfume. "I can't believe I was such an idiot back then," Tom admitted. "How could any man ignore a beauty such as yourself?" She smiled. "You were too busy following Beth Turner around to notice two high school kids who were really into you," Jayne smiled. It wasn't true – he noticed Carla but always thought it wasn't possible. Jayne was mysterious and exotic and alluring too, but if he'd started up with her, Carla would have been crushed. Betsy was his girlfriend back then, but everything had eventually fallen into place. Jayne's hand was still on top of his. "Would you like to order some wine?" He asked. "Why Tommy Porter, are you going to get me drunk and take advantage of me?" Jayne smiled at him. When he shook his head no, she smiled again and said "That's okay – some times a girl likes to be taken advantage of." They had Chateaubriand for dinner and chatted over mutual friends and caught up on their lives. Jayne had never married and had several hobbies, including photography. "I'd love to see some of your work some day," Tom told her. "Why not now?" Jayne smiled. "I don't live far and I can drive you back and you can pick up your car later," she suggested. "It's still early." "I walked here, it's a nice night," Tom smiled. "That sounds nice." The two of them drove in Jayne's new car – one from Porter Chrysler, Tom noted – to Jayne's home. It was nicer than Tom's own, quite spacious for just one person. A series of photos lined the wall; one of them was of Carla in a bikini and was very sexy. Given what he now knew about their relationship, he shivered a little. He recognized another of the models. "Isn't that Cherie, Carla's cousin?" "Mmm-hmm," Jayne said, coming up behind him. "She's an old, very dear friend." Spinning him around, Jayne pulled him into her arms. "I'd love to photograph you some day Tom, but right now, I want to fuck you more than anything in this fuckin' world," she hissed. "I would have loved you to have been my first; I've been into you that long. I'm sure Carla won't mind if I borrow her man for a night, we used to share a lot of things. Let's go to my bedroom Tommy, you're not leaving this house until I've been roundly, soundly fucked!" Jayne was a total turn-on, wild and free and exotic. Tom kissed her back with equal passion; he wasn't going to be an idle player in this game. He intended to show the dark lovely that he could more than hold his own. She was removing his suit and throwing it the ground as the stumbled to her bedroom, still kissing. There were more photographs in there, more gorgeous women. Jayne stood back and let her dress fall away. There she was, lean and beautiful, high, dark breasts with dark rosebud nipples. Her tiny thong was the only thing she had worn under that dress and she stepped out of that quickly. When she went to remove the heels, he asked her not to. "Carla has a thing for them too," she teased. Of course, she didn't know that he knew the full scope of their relationship. Tom decided it was his turn to be the aggressor. He pulled Jayne close and kissed her while his hands circled her waist. She was so slender and so fragile, but he was sure she could hold her own. She sucked on his tongue and then they tumbled over on to the bed. Jayne's fingers flew rapidly, unbuttoning him here and there until his shirt was on the floor, followed by everything else in short order. "God Tommy," Jayne gasped. "You're really hung; you might be the biggest I've ever been with. I have got to suck that monster, please?" He wasn't about to stop her, so he let her soft, dark mouth surround his shaft and suck him erect. She had a wonderful technique and it didn't hurt to see her gorgeous face looking up at him while she sucked. "Okay, I love to eat pussy and I'd love to feel those smooth thighs of yours locked around my head," Tom smiled at her when she was done. She got on her back and smiled at him. She was eerily beautiful and had he not been so crazy about Carla, he would have pursued Jayne until he caught her. He began to eat her pussy and she smelled a bit like violets. Her thighs held him in place as he licked her dark recess. Totally devoid of hair, her pussy was a dark wine color and she got very wet. Finally, Jayne pushed him away. "I've gotta fuck you," Jayne groaned. "Day-UM Tommy, you do know what you're doing. How do you want to fuck?" "Your house, your rules," Tom grinned at her. "Besides, what's to stop us from doing more than one?" Beautiful, perfect white teeth shone as she smiled at him. "Mister, I like the way you think. Okay baby, Jayne's going to ride your big ol' dick and fuck you hard, hope you like fingernails. Then we can fuck doggy and after that, it's a free-for-all!" Jayne got on top and lowered her slender, perfect body on to his. He slid in to her with ease and they soon were fucking. He fucked back and touched the perfection of her body in as many places as he could reach. Even her back was silky and smooth. She fucked with an allure that was different from Carla's or Addie's, slow and almost rhythmic, like a dancer might. When she got on all fours and took him doggy style, even though he was fucking a bit harder, she was still moving in ways he had never before experienced. Jayne's leggy, dark body was a delight and his only regret was this was a one-night deal. She was an incredible lover and although he would never say as much to Carla or Addie, she was easily their equal. They both held off their orgasms, teasing and playing. Jayne was impressed and told him so. "Most men just want to cum and maybe they make you cum, maybe they don't. If they're good for a second fuck, you're lucky. But YOU Tommy – we've been fucking for 90 minutes and you haven't cum," she grinned. "Neither have you," he smiled back. "I can last a while longer." She got up from the bed and ran into the bathroom. "Let's take a bath, I have sunken bathtub. We can play in there; let's just see who holds out." The Bennett Girls Ch. 03 To her surprise, as they teased and played in the warm, sudsy water, it was Tom who won the day. She had two cums. They rinsed off and went back to bed where she wrapped her long legs around him and let him fuck her Missionary style. "When you're about to cum, let me know," Jayne insisted. "I wanna swallow your cum, it's been a long time since I've done that." Tom still couldn't figure out why this sexy, alluring young woman was single, why some man hadn't done everything in his power to win her over. He fucked her snug pussy until it was time to cum. His balls ached and true to her word, she sucked him dry. It was past 2 AM when he dressed and prepared to leave. "Give Carla my best," Jayne smiled, only a robe covering her still-naked, perfect body. This had been a magical evening and it was seared into his memory. He would never forget Jayne's allure or the way she moved in bed, the way she sounded. Yes, what a shame it was a one-time event ...