“Next question, do we have the money?” I asked after she dislodged herself. “Me, I have some money saved. I could pay half.”
“I’ve been saving a little money too. I was hoping to buy a motorbike, but that can wait”
“A motorbike?”she cried out, “Do you know how dangerous those things are?”
Michelle utilized her new authority as a girlfriend and vetoed my plan to get a motorcycle. We talked it over and agreed that a vintage muscle car was a much better choice. Especially when she promised all sorts of backseat activities that were impossible on a bike, I had to admit she had a point.
Half an hour later, we sat at the kitchen table. We had finished a light brunch and went over our plan one last time. Although it would cost us a dear sum of money, we decided to go ahead with it. We would split everything 50-50 and I already knew where I could borrow a couple of cameras for cheap, along with the rest of the equipment necessary to make a professional movie. Michelle also had a plan to get mom prepared without raising too much suspicion.
My sister got on the phone again to finalize the deal with the agency. Five minutes later she returned.
“It’s all arranged. We just have to send them the money, and they’ll send us the men” she said.
“Are you sure they are to be trusted?” I asked, a little uneasy about sending that much money to an unknown agency.
“Well… I trust the guy that works for them”
“Then we’re really gonna do it?”
“Yes! I’m so excited!”
“And I thought you didn’t like gangbangs?”
“That was before I was organizing one!”
“I only hope mom will be just as excited as you are”
“I’m sure she will” she said as she sat down in my lap. “God, I’m so horny right now” she whispered in my ear while she pressed her pussy against the rapidly swelling bulge in my pants. “Are you up for a quickie in the kitchen?”
“Always” I smiled.
Mom’s birthday was on a Friday, so she’d be home at five. It meant we had the entire evening for mom’s party and the afternoon to get things ready. The guys started to arrive around four, well ahead of mom. Half an hour later, all the 24 men had arrived. They were chatting casually and having a drink while they waited for things to get started. I had expected a few raised eyebrows when Michelle explained the men that the gangbang was supposed to be a birthday present for our single mother, but they didn’t even bat an eye. I guess in their line of work you encounter all kinds of situations.
We’d talked things over one last time when a glance at the clock told me mom would be coming home in a few minutes. We send the guys to the garage were they would quietly undress and wait until they were needed. Just as they were safely stowed away, mom’s car rolled up the driveway.
“Happy birthday, mom!” Michelle yelled as mom walked in, embraced her and gave her a couple of loud kisses.
“Happy birthday” I added and kissed her as well. We discreetly ushered her out of the hallway and into the living room, away from the garage and the 24 guys that were hiding there.
Michelle had baked a cake with lots of chocolate and enriched it with a generous splash of cherry liqueur. It looked beautiful and tasted absolutely delicious. To accompany it, I had acquired a few bottles of champagne.
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