They invited us to have breakfast with them the following morning, so after our usual morning lovemaking session, I pulled on my shorts and mum wore just one of the minuscule bikini bottoms that she’d bought the previous day.
We found them in the kitchen, Shannon standing next to the grill with Garry beside her one hand down the back of her panties, they were all she wore, and I had to admit she looked good. She giggled when I coughed politely, and her brother removed his hand.
“Dammit,” he laughed. “Things were just getting interesting.”
We ate croissants and drank coffee outside in the hot morning sun, Garry, and I talked football while the girls chatted about bikinis and girly things that us fellers didn’t understand and didn’t want to.
They went indoors to put on something for our stroll down to the beach and emerged in mix and match beach dresses, mum with a pink top and white micro skirt and Shannon in a white top and pink micro skirt. If they’d bothered to wear panties, I’m sure they’d have been on view the skirts were that short. As it was Garry and myself were treated to some very sexy glimpses of two very sexy bottoms as we walked behind them down to the beach.
They teased us without mercy, flirting with each other and kissing, at one stage just before we left the road Shannon lifted the back of mum’s skirt and patted her naked bottom. A squeal of brakes alongside us and a toot of a car horn told us that we weren’t the only ones who’d seen the sexy little show.
We took a little shortcut to the beach which involved clambering over a small fence, I suppose we could have helped the girls, but it was much more fun to stand back and watch the display of pussies and bums as they struggled over it.
“Steve wants to shoot a film here,” Shannon told us. “Me, Maria and Colin, the big black guy have agreed to be in it so far.”
“So what’s stopping him?” I asked as the beach came into view and Shannon shrugged. “Nothing really except that he wants a few more willing participants.”
Mum and I looked at each other and laughed. “Are you thinking along the same lines as me?” she giggled.
“Yup, I’m game, what about you Garry?”
“Well I wasn’t going to– yeah, go on then count me in.”
Even at that time of the morning, the beach was half full and again many of the sunbathers were naked. Shannon saw Colin, and we walked over to him so she could introduce us, he was naked, lying on his back and even flaccid, his penis lay impressively halfway down his thigh.
Shannon giggled and gestured to us to be quiet, he seemed to be asleep behind his dark glasses, but as she stood directly over his face, he grinned and opened his eyes.
“Morning Shannon,” he laughed even though he couldn’t possibly see her face. “What are you up to this morning?”
“Just showing our new friends here around the place.”
Taking off his shades, he sat up and looked at us.
“Hi folks,” he grinned. “I’m Colin, excuse me if I don’t get up.”
Since his penis was already stirring from Shannon standing above him, it seemed reasonable that he should stay where he was.
Mum chuckled and stepped closer to him extending a hand, he smiled as he saw her naked slit beneath her skirt.
“Hi Colin, I’m Sarah, It looks to me as if you are getting up.”
He followed her eyes down to his groin and laughed with her.
“Sorry about that, I think he’s got a mind of his own.”
We all laughed, and mum introduced me too, I took an immediate liking to the big man, he had an easy, self-effacing manner about him that was common in very big men who had nothing to prove.
He reached for his shorts and stepped into them.
“I’ll put him away for now,” and mum groaned laughingly.
“Spoilsport.”
We trooped into a beachside café where we all enjoyed an ice cold milkshake, mum and Shannon sat together, Shannon with a hand between mum’s thighs. “You’re wet, you slut,” she laughed, and mum blushed looking at the bulge in Colin’s shorts.
“It’s the weather,” she protested, but parted her legs discreetly and sat there with a dreamy kind of smile on her face.
“You need a shave, Sarah.”
“Are you offering?”
“Mmm, yes please.”
“Well, that’s this afternoon taken care of,” mum laughed, and we strolled up the street to where Colin had a little rent a bike business.
“Oh no,” mum said with a horrified groan. “We’ve got two of these at home that we’ve never been on, where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular Sarah,” Shannon laughed. “There’s a little café on the road to San Agustin, I thought we could have dinner there.”
Mum looked across at me to save her, but like Garry, I was looking forward to seeing her and Shannon cock their legs up to get on.
When they did, Colin’s groan was almost as loud as ours.
“Jesus,” he grinned. “Hey, Terry are you and your girl coming to Steve’s tonight?”
“Only if I can separate her from that bike,” I laughed, Mum was sitting upright, holding herself up with a hand against the wall, a wide, dreamy smile on her face as she rocked gently backward and forward on the stiff leather saddle.
“No chance Terry,” she sighed. “I’m in love, I want to marry this bike.”
It was mid-afternoon when we finally got back to the villa both as horny as hell, mum and Shannon had been all over each other in the café, even to the point of passing food from one mouth to the other. There was a message on the answer phone, and I hit the play message switch as mum sat back on the sofa and opened her legs.
“Terry, Sarah,” it was Brenda’s voice. “Jack died this morning!”
It took us an hour to pack, I phoned Garry and told him we were leaving, he was devastated, and less than a minute later Shannon came round and hugged mum.
“Is there anything I can do?”
Mum looked at me and I nodded, I was ahead of her, then she looked at Garry, he nodded too, good old Garry.
“You could come with us,” she said softly.
“Go, sweetheart,” Garry said softly. “They’ll look after you.”
I met his gaze, we understood each other, he knew I’d fuck her, at least I hoped I would, but he also knew how his sister and my mother felt about each other.
“We’ll be back Garry,” I said, and we hugged each other too.
He drove us to the airport in Las Palmas and watched as we boarded the flight direct to the U.K., Shannon was quiet until we were airborne.
“We’ve never been apart since the night mum and dad caught us,” she said wistfully, but mum held her hand, and she slept until the pilot announced we were on the final approach to Heathrow.
The house was cold but warmed up quickly once I fired the boiler up, mum phoned Brenda and said we’d be round in the morning, she sounded surprised that we’d returned, but mum said she could tell she was pleased.
We were all too tired to do anything but crawl into the big king sized bed and go to sleep, it was quite an experience for me to sleep in between two beautiful, sexy women and one that I wanted to do again under different circumstances.
“He was the only man I’d ever known,” Brenda said softly. “He was better than the rest anyway, far better, do you know how he got started in business?”
We shook our heads. “No, he never told us.”
“It was the late forties, a depression, nobody had a job, all the ex-servicemen had returned from the war, even those who’d been prisoners of war, it had taken nearly four years, can you believe that?” Without waiting for a reply, she went on. “He used to steal flowers from the rich folk’s gardens and sell them outside the train stations, that’s how we met,” she smiled and dabbed at her eyes.
“My dad used to watch him every morning, he’d sneak into the back garden, cut a load of flowers and then sneak out again. One morning dad waited for him and asked him why he was stealing, he replied that he was sorry, he didn’t have a job, and it was the only way he knew how to make money, dad brought him into the house and mum fed him. He ate like a horse, I’d never seen anyone eat so much, I was, and then he saw me sitting on the stairs watching him, do you know what he said?”
She was upsetting herself, so I went and took her hand and kissed it.
“Go on Brenda, tell us.”
“He asked my dad for permission to marry me.
We all laughed at that, but she went on with the tale.
“He said that he would buy a flower stall, get a regular wholesaler and within a year he’d be making enough to support a wife, then he got up, shook hands with my father and thanked him for not calling the police. He then came over to me and took something out of his pocket, whatever it was it was wrapped up in greasy paper, I didn’t look at it, I couldn’t look away from his eyes, they were the kindest, yet saddest eyes I’d ever seen.
Dad offered him a job there and then, he knew nothing about him except that he’d been stealing from us, but he still offered him a job, it wasn’t until he left that I looked at what he’d given me, it was a Victoria Cross!
Even at my tender age, I’d heard about the Victoria Cross, and I knew it was the most difficult medal in the world to win, most recipients were awarded it posthumously, so he must have done something extraordinary to win it.
Dad was dumbstruck and met him in person the following day at the factory gates, he started by working in the warehouse, and within six months he was a foreman, two years later he was factory manager, and we got married.”
She paused again to wipe her eyes, the silence was profound, none of us knew what to say.
“He must have been quite a man Brenda,” came from Shannon and we all nodded in agreement as Brenda took up the story again.
“A year later he opened his own factory,” she laughed, “We made toilet rolls, he bought scrap newsprint, old newspapers, comics, you name it, he bought it. Those bloody silly toilet rolls made us an absolute fortune, we bought our first real home and never looked back, he was special, very special.”
“I think me and mum already know that Brenda,” I said softly and squeezed her hand.
“I couldn’t have children you know, I wanted so much to have a child, but I was infertile, so it never happened. Jack knew how much it hurt me, so he made up for it in other ways, we bought the place where you live now, the villa in Gran Canaria, we had a new car every year, holidays abroad three or four times a year, do you know that we own thirty-eight houses?”
She stopped then, there didn’t seem to be anything else she wanted to say, and we all sat quietly.
“Will you be all right on your own Brenda?” mum asked. “Or would you like us to stay?”
“Bless you, Sarah,” she said. “He thought you were lovely you know.”
Mum looked like she was going to cry, but Brenda stood up, a dignified, proud old lady. “And for what it’s worth Sarah, so do I.”
Mum did cry then, but Brenda went to a drawer and drew out a big manila envelope.
“He changed his will three days ago you know.” and handed it to me. “We changed it together.”
“Brenda I don’t want anything else from Jack,” I said. I was trying very hard to keep my emotions in check, but I wasn’t really succeeding.
“What I am now, what mum is now, we owe to Jack.”
“I’ll second that Brenda.” mum said quietly.
The old lady smiled and said, “I have this house, over a million pounds in cash and everything else belongs to you Terry.” she smiled again and then giggled like a little girl. “Apart from Jack, you’re the only multi-millionaire I know, now if you’ll excuse me, I want to lie down.”
I was still in shock when the taxi dropped us back at the house, I wasn’t even seventeen yet, I owned thirty-seven houses, a villa, God knows how many cars and a bloody factory, I did what any newly made multi-millionaire would do, I sat down and cried.
I think we were all a bit stunned, but Shannon soon had us laughing by going to the fridge and opening a bottle of champagne.
“Would sir like a drinky poo?”
“That seems like a good idea,” mum said, but Shannon delivered her punch line.
“You can get your own bloody drink, I’m addressing the multimillionaire.” it was said in such a snooty manner and with such a straight face that we stared for a moment and then collapsed laughing.
“You tart,” mum laughed. “Let’s show her the garden, Terry.”
Apart from having rather a lot of money, I felt very special walking through the gardens with a sexy girl on each arm, they were both wearing tight jeans that accentuated their curvy bottoms.
“If we had skirts on,” mum laughed to Shannon. “He’d have a hand up them now wouldn’t you darling?”
“Of course.”
“Well, I think we should go and change, don’t you Sarah?”
“Definitely.”
They changed into skirts, and we called a taxi to take us to the pub where we had our lunch and a couple of drinks.
“I shouldn’t really be doing this” mum said, and we looked at her,
“Doing what mum?”
“Drinking at dinner time,” she smiled. “It always makes me horny.”
Shannon grinned as she felt mum’s hand on her thigh beneath the table, “Mmm, me too.”
“Can I have the same again please?” I asked the barman and Shannon giggled.
“Wetter by the minute,” she said softly as mum’s hand reached her panties.
I lay naked on top of the bed and watched as they undressed each other, they kissed and nibbled sucked and licked, they stroked each other’s breasts and slid a hand into each other’s panties.
Finally, they took them off and lay each side of me, head to toe, mum’s hot mouth encircled my penis. Shannon took a testicle into her mouth. First I ran my tongue up the whole length of mum’s lovely little slit and then turned my head to do the same to Shannon, they kissed each other wetly, my cock sliding between their lips, their fingers between my legs teasing me.
“Let me bury this somewhere,” I moaned, and Shannon won the scramble to impale herself. Mum settled for second place and lowered her soaking wet pussy down onto my face, even then they were kissing and caressing each other, and I exploded as I saw Shannon’s hands-on mum’s bottom opening it and slipping a finger into the tiny puckered hole just above my eyes!
I awoke by myself in the huge bed and stretched luxuriously, I heard music coming from the garden and got out of bed to look out of the window, the smell of frying steaks wafted up into my nostrils, but there was no sign of mum or Shannon, I decided to investigate!
It was still warm, so I just donned a pair of jeans and went in search of the elusive twosome, as I reached the top of the stairs my mobile rang and mum laughed in my ear.
“Hi darling, are you awake?”
“Just mum,” I laughed. “Where are you?”
“In a taxi with Shannon, we’re going into town, the shops will be shutting soon, so I hope we’re in time, there’s a steak on the Barbie and a couple of eggs on the table, eat them and build your strength up, you’ll need it.”
I turned the steak over and went back into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of lager, then I went and sat outside while my mouth watered as the steak sizzled.
I sat and ate the meal and thought about everything that had happened to me, in the space of a few short months, I’d gone from a penniless no-hoper to a multi-millionaire, it was unreal, and I still wasn’t seventeen. I wondered how I’d go about introducing myself at the factory, most of the guys I’d worked with were older than me, in fact, they were all older than me!
An engine noise disturbed my musing, and a taxi pulled up outside, Shannon got out and leaned in through the window to pay the driver while mum got half way out and leaned back into the car to pick up a load of parcels off the car floo.,
Mum looked at me as she sat with her legs wide open, she smiled and got out of the cab. Still looking at me, she discreetly raised the back of Shannon’s skirt, neither of them wore anything beneath their little skirts.
I kissed them both as the taxi left and helped them into the house with a load of bags.
“What the hell have you bought?” I laughed. But mum slapped my hand away as I delved into one bag.
“We’ve got you a present for your birthday tomorrow, so just wait and see what it is.”
I’d almost forgotten about my upcoming birthday, with everything that had happened to us over the last few days, it had completely slipped my mind!
Shannon opened a bottle of vodka and poured us all out a large one.
“We’re going upstairs now to get changed, you can have your present when we come down, but please don’t come up.”
“Okay,” I grinned. “Will I like it?”
They kissed each other sensuously, and my penis began to rise as I watched.
“Oh yes,” Shannon giggled. “I think you’ll like it all right.”
They invited us to have breakfast with them the following morning, so after our usual morning lovemaking session, I…
