Legally Blonde

***
Jazz and June made an awesome Mom and daughter couple. They both dressed up and glammed out. I felt dressed like a homeless person – no offense intended.

We had reservations at Jazz’s favorite French restaurant. Nice private booth in the back. Waiter asked for our orders, Jazz started a conversation in French for some reason. The waiter said he didn’t speak French.

‘I am so sorry! I should have asked if you did, please forgive me.’

‘No problem, happens all the time. Should I get a French speaking waitperson for you Miss?’

‘No, no. I am so embarrassed. Please stay with us.’

He looked at her closely. ‘Are you Jasmine who went to school at Stanford? I just moved back here from Stanford.’

‘Yes. I am sorry your name escapes me when it should’t have.’

‘Allen. I was in a class with you. you knew more about the subject than the professor. I am a big admirer.’

I gave June a look and elbowed her with a smile. June had told me Jazz was not dating and didn’t plan to do so until she graduated law school. Good luck with that, you have less time when you are grunt in a big name law school. But you never know.

‘Thank you Allen. I remember that class, you were great at challenging his bizarre teaching methods. That was cool.’

Another elbow and smile for June.

‘So, can I take your order? The boss is watching.’

We complied.

***

‘Congratulations Jazz. You are going to Harvard. That is some accomplishment. To your success!’

I raised my glass of wine and clinked them both. I wasn’t done.

‘Congratulation June. You have been the best Mom for Jazz. She inherited your drive and need for success!’

Clinking of glasses once more. I settled in to eat.

June spoke up, ‘To Colin, you have been a great, loving husband and stepfather. You pulled me out of the pit of despair after the divorce. I probably should have been easier on him. He is Jazz’s Dad. I have been working to mend fences, but he is not interested. I will keep trying.’

Glass clinks.

‘Thanks June. I am honored to be part of this family. Let’s eat!’

We had several bottles of wine, nothing but the best. All with a higher alcohol content. Good thing June had a limo and driver for the to and fro to the celebration.

Riding there, June and I sat together in the large back seat, Jazz in a side seat. Coming home, I was in the middle with the two gorgeous legally blondes on my sides. I was feeling my oats and my thoughts went to unlikely places. What if? Bad Daddy, purge that thought.

June said, ‘Let’s get a selfie!’

She pulled her phone out, launched the camera app, ready to take the picture.

‘Kiss on each cheek!’ Jazz and June posed with their lips on my cheek. The familiar fake sound of a camera lens opening and closing as the flash illuminated the picture.

‘Jazz take a pic of me and Dad’

This time June kissed me hard on the lips, arms wrapped around my neck. I kissed her back, Jazz clicking off pictures of it all.

June whispered in my ear, ‘I am ready for you’

I think Jazz heard and said, ‘Y’all need to get a room!’

We were home, I helped the ladies gallantly out of the car. Jazz stumbled and fell into me holding onto my shoulders to steady her. Jazz’s face was no more than six inches from me. She whispered, ‘That was some kiss. When do I get mine?’

I didn’t know what to say. That was totally unexpected. I had an urge to push her away. But I didn’t. I stupidly said, ‘Whenever you want it.’

She backed up and said, ‘I will think about that.’

She smiled and walked into the house.

I was close to drunk, was I imagining this? No, too real. I have known Jazz for only four years. She was away at StanfordI never had any thoughts of doing anything with Jazz till tonight. Talk about divorce material. Jeez. This is radioactive material.

‘Colin, are you coming? I am waiting for you,’ June yelled out to me.

‘Yes June, coming.’ She was horny. I was in for a long night.

***
The next morning i was worn out. I don’t know what got into June other than mass quantities of alcohol. We made up for the absence of sex in the last month. Maybe the dreams will stop.

But, there was a problem. After she worked me up to an erection with her talented mouth and tongue action, she moved up top, guiding me into her wet pussy. She was doing all the work, but It wasn’t working for me. That has never happened before. She could tell it was not working for me. She sensed that was the case, had to be the alcohol for me. She took control.

‘Colin, get on top of me.’

Now it was my turn. Once again she guided me in after first stroking me. I went off script, usually I take my time working it in and out. Because I wasn’t feeling it with June on top, I started pounding her hard which totally surprised her.

‘Colin, we have all night, slowdown cowboy.’

I had to perform. June likes a sperm shower rather than in her pussy. I can’t fake that at the rate I was going.

I slowed down, then a naughty thought crept in. It was Jazz I was inside of! I had to show Jazz what an experienced sex partner could do for her. I returned to my usual script that June loves, i wonder if Jazz would love it too.

Slow fucking, pull out, tease the clit, rub against the lips, hold them together and then force my way in parting my hold on her labia. Pound down deep, pull out, more teasing. Rhythmic thrusting. Pounding hard. I would ask Jazz how it felt, did she want more. I asked June instead.

‘Colin, you are back to normal. Yes, fuck me harder. I am so close.’

I picked up the pace. It was time. Jazz are you loving it? Do you want Daddy’s cum all over your breasts and face. Oh, yes you do, well here it comes.

I pulled out, moved forward and sprayed one load after another on June’s breasts, then mouth, cheeks, forehead, up into her hair.

‘Yes, that’s my Colin. Don’t know what happened earlier.’

Then the surprise, a hard knock on the door,’

‘Mom, Dad can I come in?’

We quickly covered up, ‘Sure baby, come on in,’ I said.

Cum still evident on June’s face.

‘Oh, did I interrupted something?’

‘It’s Ok Jazz. What’s up?’

‘Can we talk about the waiter, Allen?’

”Sure, let’s talk,’ June said.

‘Mom … Dad, I really like him. He caught my eye in that class we were in. I feel … I feel attracted to him. What should I do?’

‘Jazz, it is OK to be honest and direct with him. Does he have a social media presence or whatever it is called?’

‘Yes,’

‘Reach out to him, start talking. If you like what you hear, move forward. Ask him out for a get together or whatever dates are called now.’

‘Thanks Mom. Good advice.’

‘Mom, Dad, one more thing. I have been standing out in the hall for a while. The door was ajar. I knocked softly. I wanted to talk about Allen. I heard talking then the bed squeaking. I was curious, I slowly pushed the door further so that I could see. I saw Mom on top of Dad, then switched to Dad on top. i could see white stuff coming out of Dad’s penis. Mom, you have it all over your face and hair.’

June said, ‘Honey it is OK. You witnessed Dad and I making love the way we like to do it. It is perfectly natural.’

‘Yes, usually a daughter would be surprised and back away. I didn’t, but I should have. I was surprised with my reaction.’

She lifted up her Harvard t-shirt, she looked down at her panties.

‘I am wet down there. I got so excited watching, touching myself down there. I could feel my hard nipples against my T-shirt. I decided I wanted learn how to do all that and then do it with Allen at the right time.’

‘Honey, slow down. You don’t really know him. You don’t know if you will go that far. You and I will continue this conversation in the morning. Please close the door on your way out. Thank you.’

She left.

‘What has gotten into her? I am her Mom and I don’t get it. Such a change, so out of character. What am I missing?’

‘Hormones. Stress relief? She has been a hard charger for years pretty much ignoring social activity. Let’s cut her some slack. Talk to her tomorrow. She and I will be together a lot, I hope. It is time we got to know each other better. I have barely seen her for four years.’

‘Yes, yes, you are right. I just hope she doesn’t lose sight of her goal that she worked so hard to achieve. I will talk to her in the morning. So … let’s get back to what we were doing.’

I love this renewed insatiable sex drive. Now I have two. Maybe three?

‘Lets start with doggy and go from there,’ June ordered.

After another two hours of going around the world, I fell asleep. The dream came to me. At the end it was weird. When on top, the flashcards of faces replaced the fuzzed out blonde. First June, then Ingrid then best for last … Jazz. she takes the last kiss of my cock, then thank God, no shot of cum. I don’t know how I could have mustered more semen, I had to be empty.

***

‘My talk did not go well. She is bound and determined to have sex with Allen. She doesn’t even know if he likes her! This is absolutely crazy. It is driving me crazy. Has she always been like this and I didn’t know? To give her credit, she told me she is on the pill. Went on it in the last month of school. So no worries of early grandkids and dropping out of Harvard. I guess.’

She needed a hug. She had to focus on her custody battle case. I asked for details to shift her brain out of this bizarre development.

‘I don’t get why the hearing is 100 miles away? What’s with that?’

‘I handled the divorce when they lived here. Classic narcissist. Great first impression on her and her family. Three kids in two years – twins year two. She was turned into slave labor, doing everything for the kids, getting orders from him to mop all the floors before he came home from work. Make sure all the kids toys were picked up before he got home. He wouldn’t walk around them or play with the kids. Then the abuse started, the dog would hide under the bed when he started yelling at her. She never admitted to physical abuse, but I had my doubts.’