In the end I was just enjoying being with Miranda and I think she felt the same way. There was no sex talk, no innuendos or even discussion of plans for the evening, we were just a couple enjoying Vegas like so many others.
Mom texted me around 2 o’clock:
Got tickets for a show tonight. Meet you at Excalibur at 7. It is a dinner show so don’t eat before. The show is called Defending the Caveman.
Kisses Mom
After a lovely day with my beautiful girlfriend that only made me love her more, I began to think about the evening.
Hours later as we walked to the Excalibur, I said to Miranda, “We don’t have to do this.”
“Do what?” she asked.
“Ellie and me, Ellie and Mom,” I said.
“Oh yes we do,” Miranda disagreed seriously, “I always finish what I start. And as scary as it is, your Mom needs this… both parts, including you and Ellie.”
“That is very true,” I agreed, before saying sincerely, “It’s just, you are enough for me.”
“How sweet,” she said, stopping and kissing me. “But of course you mean me and your Mom are enough for you.”
“Well, yes, you two are a handful,” I countered.
“I hope you meant that plural,” she smiled, cupping her breasts for me and drawing a few startled glances from passersby.
“Indeed,” I laughed, as we reached the hotel.
“So, the plan remains the same. We all fuck Ellie,” Miranda said as if it were that simple.
“We?” I asked.
“Yes, we,” she smiled back. “Alexis, you and me; not necessarily in that order.”
How?” I asked, still confident that Ellie wasn’t remotely interested in me.
“Still in the works, my dear,” Miranda said as we reached our destination.
I looked around for Mom but didn’t recognize her at first and even walked right by her. She had to slap my shoulder and ask me, “Don’t you even recognize your own mother?”
We stopped and turned to see my mother had indeed benefitted from a complete makeover. Her long, trademark chestnut hair had been replaced with the blondest hair I’d ever seen and it had been cut much shorter. “Mom?”
“In the flesh,” she smiled, her distinctive sexy smile still very much present.
“Wow Mom, that hairdo completely changes your look,” I said, not sure I liked it, especially because I loved long hair, especially hers.
“I hope you like, baby,” she purred, batting her eyes playfully.
“I love everything about you,” I smiled back.
Miranda chimed in, “That is quite the outfit, Alexis.”
Mom was wearing a blood red blouse, a black leather skirt, black thigh high stockings and five-inch heels.
Mom shrugged, “Ellie insisted I buy this outfit.”
“Well, it works. Where is the drama queen anyway?” I asked.
“On a recon mission for her seduction of Brittany tonight,” Mom answered.
Miranda laughed, “Recon mission?”
“Her words,” Mom shrugged, “She’s taking this task and the so-called reward very seriously.”
“How are you feeling about being the reward?” I asked.
“Well, away from the real world it’s much easier just to let whatever happens, happen,” Mom shrugged.
“A good philosophy,” Miranda agreed.
“Let’s go enjoy the show,” Mom suggested, taking my right arm. Miranda took my left and we entered the huge theater as an adorable threesome.