Elliot caught glances at her large breasts throughout dinner, unbeknownst to her. “Yeah, I’d still spank to her I guess,” Elliot thought, a slight grin coming over his face.
“What?” Tiffanie smiled, noticing it.
“Oh nothing, I was just thinking about this Playboy event Mom is dragging me to,” Elliot lied.
“Yes, she really into all that, I suppose. I haven’t kept up with anything. I felt a little shame after I posed. I wanted to distance myself as much as possible. Now, I feel ok about it, but my late 20’s and early 30’s I wanted to get away from that image as much as I could,” Tiffanie explained.
“Did you know my Mom used to be a stripper?” Elliot asked.
“Mmhmm,” Tiffanie chuckled. “Hey if she enjoyed it and it provided some extra income to support a family, well, good for her!”
“Yeah,” Elliot smiled, sipping his tea. “Her and I weren’t all that close, we got along just fine, but we weren’t close friends. We have become friends recently and it’s taking a little getting used to.”
“I’m sure it is! She is a handful!” Tiffanie laughed, immediately causing Elliot to thinks of both his Aunt’s and mother’s giant breasts.
“But I think it’s great though. I think you could be a best friend for her and I think you could see that in her as well. So just go with it and let it happen,” Tiffanie smiled, reaching across the table to pat his hand.
After dinner they headed back to Tiffanie’s house. Elliot played a few video games, very poorly, with his younger cousin Tom. He also wasn’t used to today’s video game systems.
Tiffanie suggested Elliot linger around awhile, after he hinted his mother was with a “friend” that evening. She knew exactly what she meant, pouring him some wine. They headed out onto her back deck on the humid night.
Watching her look up to the moon, glancing at her breasts budging out of her pink tank top, Elliot spoke up, “So you seeing anyone?”
“Ha! No,” She answered, gulping her wine. “I went on a date a few years ago, it was bad. Before that was my former boss.”
“Shaking up with the boss eh? Nice.” Elliot joked.
“Well it was! Bob was a great man and employer, but I had to calm down and focus on Tom,” She said.
“Bob?”
“Mmhmm, that was his name. He owned one of the companies I worked for. We got very close,” She said. Elliot’s jaw dropped inside his head, wondering if this was the same Bob.
“I see, well it’s good to be around for Tom more,” Elliot smiled.
Tiffanie returned the smile, “It’s good you’re around for your mom more. I think she really needs you in her life. This is great that you are going to Las Vegas with her.”
Elliot nodded, finishing his wine. The two finalized their morning plans. Diane and he would return, they would have breakfast, and Tiffanie would take them to the airport afterward.
On the way back to Bob’s Elliot wondered about this possible name coincidence.
Chapter 7
“Come on! Come on girl!” Bob grunted as he bounced his daughter up and down. Diane was cumming again. She was slick with sweat in his master bedroom, straddling him on his huge king-size bed.
“Yes!” she cried out, throwing her head back, Bob diving into kiss and lick in between her breasts.
“Yes,” Diane moaned, her body eventually calming down, resting in Bob’s arms.
“Good girl,” Bob said, rubbing her back.
“Have you, have you seen or told Tiffanie you’re our father?” Diane asked, still panting.
“I haven’t. Not yet. If she wasn’t an employee that I slept with and just a woman I met and slept with like with you, it might be easier. Makes me a bit nervous that she would lash out at me because we worked together for a few years,” Bob said.
“One of these days she’ll know,” Diane said.
“She will, perhaps when I die,” Bob chuckled. “How are things going with your plan for Elliot?”
“Great. Like I told you on the phone, it’s going to happen in Vegas!” Diane smiled, kissing the older man once more, initiating another round of sex.
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Elliot arrived back at Bob’s shortly after midnight, regretting staying so late at his Aunt’s. When he entered the home, hoping to head right to bed, he heard it – grunts, moans, and yells. He rolled his eyes, “Must be mom.”
He started to head to bed when curiosity got the best of him. He pictured enormous breasts bouncing. He wondered if he could get a peak. “A quick peak is all. I bet she looks great. Then I’ll go right to bed, because this is pretty stupid for me to do,” he thought.
As he snuck down the hallway, Elliot no longer heard as many animalistic grunts and moans; he heard talking mixed in. It caused him to pause and listen just outside the double doors leading to Bob’s bedroom.
“Yeah? Then once that house is built for you, you’ll move in?” Bob grunted, still gripping Diane’s waist as she bounced.
“Yes!” She cried out.
“You’ll get him to move in with you?”
“Yes!” she answered and cried out in pleasure at the same time, her eyes closed and her head still thrown back, facing the ceiling.
“Mmm yeah, good girl. Your sisters too?” Bob asked, slapping Diane’s ass, causing Elliot to nearly chuckle out in the hallway.
“Yes!”
“All of you, together in that new, big house!” Bob clenched his teeth.
“Ahhh YES!” Diane screamed again, her body shaking in his grip.
“I gotta tie you up. Get off me honey,” Bob said, getting off his bed. Elliot heard his foot falls on the hardwood floor and tip toed away in case Bob opened the door and saw.
Bob grinned after retrieving two belts from his closet. “Ready? I was never around to discipline you as a girl, so we’ll have to pretend you’ve been bad.”
“Oh, believe me, dad. I have been VERY bad in my lifetime,” Diane smiled, moving to all fours, extending her hands to the one of the bed posts. She was in for a long night.
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Back in Elliot’s room down the hall, his door was closed and his mother and Bob’s noises could hardly be heard. He lay wide awake in bed, thinking about what he just heard.
“A new house? My Aunts moving in? When? Where? Was Bob referring to me moving in too?” He asked himself. Sleep didn’t come easily for him. He thought about sneaking down the hall once more to get a peak, but was tired, didn’t want to get caught, and deep down thought it was stupid to spy on her like that. He figured if his mother picked on him any during this trip, he could pick on her back about her and that old man.
Chapter 8
They said goodbye to Bob the next morning, Elliot still noticing something odd about his appearance. He handed him another $100 bill. Elliot tried to return it, but Bob would have none of it.
Breakfast was pleasant with Aunt Tiffanie. Tom joined, much to Diane’s delight. She relished in flirting with the young man, embarrassing him, and slightly embarrassing Elliot. Tiffanie shot him a knowing smile, telling him to keep an on her in Vegas when she dropped them off at the airport.
It was a nonstop flight to Las Vegas that took around four and a half hours. Diane was fairly well behaved, not flirting or attempting to embarrass her son too much. She couldn’t make it the whole flight though. As soon as the flight attendant announced they would be landing soon, she casually closed her book, took off her reading glasses, and turned to Elliot.