“Talking of Steve. Has he started to date?”
“Not yet, but only today I made it clear he can’t stay with me for the rest of his natural.”
“Not that I’m wishing you gone, Kie, but won’t it be you that expires first?”
“I guess, but Steve needs to move on with his life, find someone new.”
“You want to become a grandmother.”
Jackie almost squealed at the thought. “So much, but I’m worried that cow of an ex-wife has made him wary of commitment.”
They finished their meal in relative silence, brushing knees and feet under the table in anticipation of what was to come. Christine did wonder if now would be the time for Charlotte’s adolescent crush on Steve to bear fruit, and Jackie was torn between having her son as a lover, and the grandchild she longed for.
Christine settled the bill and they left the restaurant to calls of Happy Birthday from Giovanni and his staff.
“Where’s your car, Chris?” asked Jackie as they got to hers.
“It’s more Kim’s car these days. She dropped me off, so I’m coming with you.”
“No problem, but as it’s my birthday, shouldn’t I be the one who’s cumming?”
Christine laughed. “Open the damn car and let’s go. I promise you’ll do plenty of cumming.”
Jackie was halfway across the car park before her sister had fastened the seat belt. At the road, she paused and glanced across. Christine had pulled the belt tight between her breasts and placed both hands in her lap. Having gained Jackie’s attention, she unwrapped the dress to reveal dark stockings and suspenders.
“Panties?” asked Jackie.
“Of course,” laughed Christine, flipping the gap wide to reveal a crotch covered in black lace. “I wasn’t going to risk leaving a damp spot on Giovanni’s seat, like the one you did when it was my birthday. Is that why you wore jeans today?”
Jackie joined the laughter rather than confess the jeans had been her son’s choice.
Christine pulled the dress back into place to allow her sister to focus on driving. On arriving at the house they maintained an air of decorum until inside the front door.
Desperate to get started, Christine dropped her bag to the floor, spilling its contents. Ignoring the mess she pinned her sister to the wall, pushed her tongue into her mouth, and set about undoing the snug fitting jeans.
Jackie had an easier time and just slipped loose the tie keeping Christine’s wraparound dress closed. She grabbed at her ass with one hand and pushed the other down the front of the black panties, driving two fingers between the hot moist folds of a cunt in heat.
“Urgh,” exclaimed Christine at the long overdue intrusion.
Taking advantage of the distraction, Jackie slid to her knees, yanked the black panties to Christine’s ankles, and then planted a kiss on her mons. Her sister’s knees buckled and Jackie followed her to the floor. She pulled the heels from her stockinged feet and removed the panties.
Now, with unfettered access, Jackie spread Christine’s pussy, buried her face deep into the folds and lapped at the sweet nectar, nuzzling her clit when she started to buck.
Locking tight to the only pussy she’d ever tasted, Jackie sucked on Christine’s throbbing button like a tiny cock, pushing her orgasm ever higher.
“Unuff,” cried Christine through gritted teeth.
“Nuh-uh,” refused Jackie in a muffled voice.
Christine continued to buck, her huge tits jiggling in unison. When a fresh wave of orgasms surged through her body, she clamped her thighs tight to her sister’s head. Only the need to breathe got Jackie to break off the assault, leaving Christine’s cunt a pulsating mess.
“Fuck, Kie,” panted Christine. “I thought it was your birthday, not mine. I can’t remember when I last came so hard.”
Jackie, her face wet with sisterly cunt juice, gave Christine a wide grin. “You know how much I love to eat you out, so I’m counting that as your present to me.”
Getting to her feet, Jackie helped her sister to stand and, knowing the thrill Christine got from tasting her own cum, kissed her deeply. Together they mounted the stairs. Once inside, Jackie closed the bedroom door and pushed her sister’s wide open dress from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She then removed the bra and buried her face in Christine’s pillowy tits.
Despite the thrill of having her funbags played with, Christine pulled away and began to lift Jackie’s sweater over her head. Leaving her sister’s face smothered, she stopped to run a hand over the sheer grey fabric covering Jackie’s breasts.
“New bra, I see? Was this also a present from Steve?”
“And why would Steve think buying me a bra was appropriate?” deflected Jackie as she finished removing the sweater.
“Just teasing, Kie,” laughed Christine.
Jackie undid her jeans and rolled them down to reveal the matching grey panties and it was Christine’s turn to drop to her knees.
“I see you got the full set. They look so sexy.”
“They feel sexy,” added Jackie.
Christine kissed her sister just above the panties. “What’s that fragrance on your body?”
Jackie took a sniff of her upper arm and was transported back to this morning, and the hotel bathroom following her night of passion with Steve. “It’s, er, a different shower gel to my usual one. Like it?”
“Hmm? Smells a bit manly. I thought maybe you’d used Steve’s by accident.”
“Oh, maybe that’s it,” agreed Jackie, hoping to dodge any further questions.
She needn’t have worried as Christine planted a kiss on the panties and nuzzled her pussy.
The image of Steve doing the same flooded Jackie’s mind and she recalled her promise to let him know when the sisters were about to get busy.
“Just need to pee,” she cried, pulling the jeans back up and making a swift exit.
Inside the bathroom, Jackie took out her phone and, in case her sister heard, turned down the volume before calling the house. She ended the call after the fourth ring and felt her cunt throb at the thought of Steve jacking off to the image of her and her sister’s naked bodies as they fucked.
Being in the bathroom triggered the urge to pee. Jackie pushed her jeans and panties to the floor, sat on the toilet and let loose a hot stream. A shudder ran through her as the flow came to a halt. She dabbed away the dribble, stepped out of the jeans and panties, then flushed the toilet and washed her hands before exiting the bathroom naked, except for her bra.
Returning to the bedroom, Jackie found Christine laying on the bed, stocking covered legs spread wide. With her sister watching, Christine ran a hand over her mound, pushed a finger deep into her waiting cunt and arched in self pleasure.
On seeing Jackie’s uncovered crotch, Christine moved onto her knees and crawled to the end of the bed for a closer look. “Fuck, Kie, you’ve shaved yourself bald, not even a landing strip.”
Jackie spread her legs to give a better view. “It was a bit of a jungle down there and I got carried away.”
Christine ran a hand over the smooth flesh before fingering Jackie’s pussy lips. “I’m betting it tastes as good as it looks. Get yourself down here and let me find out.”
Jackie pulled the grey panties from behind her back. “I just wondered if you might like to feel these against your skin.”