Benny rolled off onto his side and gazed over at Joanna, she lay still on her back with her knees slightly raised and open. She was fuller in the figure than Hannah, but both women were lovely in their differences. Joanna was tan all over with the exception of a bottom bikini line, where Hanna was pale all over. Joanna turned and caught his wandering eyes, with all the exuberance of youth; she leapt astride him and looked down at him. With a smirk on her face, she rubbed her sopping pussy up and down his navel leaving sticky track marks as she went.
“Better here than on the sheets.” she commented as he pulled a face in protest.
By the time Mark and Chrissy finally arrived, Benny thought things couldn’t get more complicated. Not so. Mark had filled out a little around the middle and Benny took more that a little trouble to point it out. Chrissy on the other hand had just blossomed since he’d last laid eyes on her; she was still beautiful and vivacious as ever. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a hug, and then turned his blood cold.
“Mothers and daughters don’t have secrets, I know about you and Joanna.” she whispered in his ear. “You and I have to talk.”
For the rest of the afternoon, Benny waited in fear for Chrissy to corner him and punish him as he rightly deserved. She managed to get him in the kitchen while Joanna and her father were outside on the deck. She stood with her arms folded and glared up at him.
“I was really angry when I found out about you two. It’s taken me two years to cool down, and only after Joanna told me a hundred times how you tried to put her off, and she had to seduce you to do it. I’m sort of cool about it now, but if Mark finds out, it will be world war three.”
Benny couldn’t think of anything to say and wisely kept quiet.
Chrissy continued, “I don’t know where Joanna gets it from. Mark’s the only man I’ve slept with, and here’s my only daughter seducing older men and quite open about indulging group sex.”
Benny grinned, “Would like to hear some stories about her father before he met you?”
Chrissy couldn’t help but smile, “No thanks, but I can imagine what he was like.”
She stared into Benny eyes and her demeanour turned serious, “You that I’d have strangled you with my bare hands if you’d hurt her. Trouble is; I think she adores you just as much as she did before.”