When I opened them again, I made eye contact with Amanda. She had a poker face which I truthfully didn’t know how to read. Was she uncomfortable? Jealous? Turned on? She broke our gaze, downing another gulp of wine. I wasn’t keeping track, but she had definitely filled up her glass a few times. I glanced at Robbie, who was unabashedly staring back. His look I could read. It was hunger. Longing. He looked from us to his mom and back. I think Amanda felt her son’s eyes on her but she looked down.
Just follow our lead, I thought, trying to communicate to them telepathically. But Robbie didn’t move and Amanda just kept sipping her wine and shifting around in her seat. David started talking to Robbie but I wasn’t listening, I was too focused on the situation that was developing. My son’s touch was wonderful, and I wanted to just melt into it, but I was thinking about how to escalate things with Amanda in a way that wouldn’t freak her out. There really wasn’t much I could do at that point, truth be told. I could sense her anxiety. I could sense she felt uncomfortable, but also curious.
We caught each other’s eye again and I smiled at her, hoping she would feel the vibes and go with it. She didn’t return the smile and just stared back at me like she was scared. She brought her wineglass back up to sip but there were only drops left.
David’s back rub was feeling great and I wished Robbie would just get behind his mom and start massaging her back too. I doubt she would have protested beyond making a remark or giggling nervously. But he didn’t get up. I could hear his tone of voice as he talked with David. He was trying to sound cool and confident, but I could feel his nervous energy too.
Amanda stood to get yet another glass of wine and as she turned away from us, David stealthily planted kisses along the nape of my neck. He whispered in my ear.
“You’re fucking sexy, Mom,” he said as he kissed up my neck, “I’m gonna peel your suit off and fuck you in front of your friend.” I shushed him, keeping my eyes on Amanda. She already seemed a little weirded out, I didn’t know how she’d react to seeing David kiss my neck like that. I looked up and saw Robbie staring at us, but he looked away when we made eye contact. David had gone back to rubbing my neck and I closed my eyes as the boys continued talking about school and sports and random things.
I heard Amanda let out a little yelp and looked up to see Robbie had pulled her onto his lap as she tried to walk past him.
“Robbie!” she cried out.”What are you doing?”
“Relax, Mom. I’m just messing around,” he responded, and we all acted like that was fine. The boys kept chatting and Amanda settled into her son’s lap, her eyes wide as she looked up at me.
It’s fine, Amanda, I tried to say with a light smile and then sighed along with David’s back rub. She started chatting with the boys and sipping her wine, trying to act nonchalant, but I could see she was beginning to blush and squirm. I didn’t say anything at all.
Her white bikini bottoms were very light and skimpy, barely enough material to cover her private parts. It wouldn’t have taken much at all for them to fall out of place. I kept looking at their laps and thought I could see Robbie’s erection tenting his shorts as Amanda squirmed around to find a comfortable position in his lap.
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