Homework part 2

"Mark honey, don't tell Jeff about my little show, huh. Afterall I wouldn't want him to feel slighted."
Mark agreed as he sat back down on the couch as Natalie sat in the
recliner and finished her beer.
"Geez, it's cold out there," Jeff blurted out as he entered the living room clutching a beer. "Here's another one, Mrs. Evans. I 
put a six pack in the fridge.
"Thanks, Jeff." Scrutinizing his shivering body she saw how constricted his balls were. "Well, I can see that. You know you coulda put some clothes on." As she reached for the beer, careful not to touch him, she casually mentioned, "I could warm you up if you want."
Retreating to the couch he answered, "Thanks, Mrs. Evans, but I'll be alright."
Sipping her new beer she only replied, "Suit yourself." Changing the subject she inquired about the pictures they had taken. Informed
that they were okay, kind of so-so, she blurted out, "Mind if I see?"
"Well, ah, I don't know," Jeff blushed. "The stills are okay and
the video's so-so."
She set her beer down on the end table. "Well, Jeff, can I see the video?" She scrunched herself over and patting the open, narrow,
spot beside her, added, "You can sit right here." Noticing his reluctance she reassured him, "Geez, Jeff, I won't bite. Besides it
won't glare so much off the lights then."
Climbing into the chair next to her right side he let her see the
video he had shot. "Gee, Mrs. Evans, you're something, you know 
that." Periodically he'd glance at her partly exposed breast.
"And so is this. Damn, I might as well be naked." As the final
scenes played, she asked, "Hey, Jeff, be a dear and get my beer." As he began to slide out from the chair she stopped him. "Just reach
over and get my beer."
Unbeknowst to Jeff she had reconfigured the towel a little exposing her knee. Handing her the camera he reached over and was about a foot short in reach. Noticing her bare knee he wondered, shyly, "Mind I use your knee for support."
"Not in the least. Besides, I wouldn't want you to spill it." As
he supported himself on her knee reaching for the beer there was a knock at the back door. "Excuse me, but I should get that." She slid forward on the chair causing his hand to slip upward on her leg until it palmed against her pubic forest. 
"Sorry, Mrs. Evans," he said, but just rested it there for a moment longer, as he sat back down.
Meanwhile Natalie got up allowing him a generous feel of her genitals. "Don't worry about it, Jeff." With him still sitting in the chair she reached down for her beer entitling him to an almost
unrestricted view. "Be right back." 
As Natalie left the room Jeff returned to the couch. Munching on a cookie he commented, "Damn, I don't believe she let me do that."
"Who is it?" Natalie asked.
"It's me, Diana Weber. Can I come in?"
Natalie opened the door quickly. "Hi, Di, what brings you here?"
"Is Jeff here?"
"Yup, he's in the front room with Mark." Retrieving a beer she
handed it to the other woman. "Take your coat off and stay awhile.
Here have a beer."
Removing her coat she laid it on a chair. "Thanks, I can use that. You won't believe the traffic snarls tonight. Must be a ton of snow out there." Thinking a moment, she inquired cautiously, 
"Would you mind greatly if I took of my panty hose? I stepped in a snowbank and it's driving me nuts."
"Not in the least."
"Thanks, you're a dear, Natalie." She reached under her dress and
slittered her pantyhose downward. As she sat down to complete the removal, she mentioned, "Oh, school's been cancelled for the rest of
the week." After removing her them she put them in the sink.
"Oh, I hadn't heard."
"Yeah, they fiqure it'll take that long to clear the roads." Returning to the table she sipped her beer. "Oh, god, that taste good." Noticing Natalie's towel, she commented, "Nice towel. You dress like that often?"
"Oh, this old thing? It's just something I threw on."
Paying attention to the right side she commented, "A bit daring, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I know. You like it this way, Di?" Feeling a bit risque she picked up the front of the towel exposing herself completely.
"Or do you like it this way?"
Diana laughed. "Oh definitely the second way, Natalie." Sipping her beer she asked, "Hey, just out of curiosity you didn't?"
"No, I didn't." Thinking a moment, she added, "Well, maybe just a
little."
"Geez, Natalie, you're too much, you know that. Damn, I'd never
let Jeff see me like that."
"I didn't know you were so prudish, Di."
"Well, I am. Hell, I wouldn't even let him see a bare leg much less anything else."
"You're so funny, Di. Come on, let's go into the other room. It's a bit warmer."
Together they entered the living room. "Hi, Jeff," Diana greeted upon entering.
"Oh shit, my mother," he blurted out quickly covering himself up.
Diana stopped at the couch and, picking up a cookie, looked at him. "Hey, what you concealing?"
"Nothing, mother," he blushed sheepisly.
She glanced towards Mark, who wasn't shy, and said, "Come on now,
sweetie, let your mother see." Putting the cookie in her mouth she
reached over the coffee table and pried his hands upward, touching his balls and hardening penis in the process. Looking down at him,
fully exposed like that, she commented, "Oh, that's what."
"Oh, mother," was all he could muster, too bashful to say anything
else.
"Oh, don't worry about it, sweetheart." She had mumbled the last
comments and, swallowing the rest of it, she added, "Besides, I've seen it before." Natalie beckoned her over to a corner of the room and clued her in as to what the cameras were for. "Oh, wow," Diana
gasped, "that's the most!" 
Returning to the couch she said, "I'll just sit between these two guys." Strepped over the coffee table, rather fast, her full
dress went airborne, letting them both see her underpants. Scrunching between them she asked, "You don't mind, do you?"
"Not in the least, mother," Jeff said. As he said that he reached for a cookie resting his left hand on her bare knee.
Slapping his hand, she cautioned, "Hey, that's not nice."
"Sorry, mother, I didn't mean to do that."
"Oh, forget it." Turning to Natalie she wiped her brow. "Is it just me or is it kind of warm in here?"
"Oh, I'm fine, Di," she nodded.
"What the hell is the temp, anyway?" She loosened her collar button and unbuttoned two more buttons. "Whew, it is warm in here."
"I do have a remedy for that, Di," Natalie giggled. Taking a few minutes to take a schlook of beer she finally suggested, "You could, ah, well, you know."
"Oh, geez, Natalie, I could never do that!"
"At least loosen a few more buttons on your blouse." Thinking a 
moment, she giggled and with a grin, added, "Why don't you let Jeff help you."
"Sure, I guess," she laughed. Turning to him she said, "Be a dear and loosen a few buttons, huh."
Jeff was shocked that his mother would even think of such a thing
much less suggest it. "Sure, mother." He got up and bent down right in front of her. As his hands fumbled with the buttons he took a bit of liberty, as each button was unfastened, to touch her
bra plus a bit of skin. He unbuttoned them down to the waistband of her dress. Inadvertantly, and without even thinking, he pulled the blouse from the waistband and unbuttoned the three remaining buttons.
"Oh, that's a lot cooler."
Jeff looked at his mother's open blouse and pulled it open all the way exposing her bra-covered breasts. It was a lacey affair and quite thin. Basically it just held up her bigger breasts and, without the black blouse to conceal, she allowed a look at some of her breast.
Natalie couldn't help but look at how well-endowed she was. Pondering a few minutes, trying not to upset Diana, she suggested,
"You did mention, didn't you, that you stepped in a snowbank. Well, I sure as hell don't want my couch wet."
Diana understood perfectly what she was getting at and removed her blouse completely. "There, that make you happy?"
"Sort of. But your dress could be wet a little."
"Oh, wait a minute. You're not suggesting that I . . .?" She saw Natalie's nod and added, after a bit of deliberation, "Oh, why not? I strip down to my undies." Standing up, slowly to as not to
force Jeff off too quickly, she looked at him. "Jeff dear, why don't you take off your mother's dress, too?"
Jeff couldn't believe what he heard. "Sure okay," he said and
slipped off her dress. As he did so she squirmed to help him and a an errant hand glanced against her crotch.
"Oh," she sighed, "be careful, sweetheart." Stepping out of the dress she sat back down.
Just for a lark, as she sat down, Jeff stuck a finger into the elastic waistband of her full panties. As she sat down the waistband pulled away and he glanced in, quickly, knowing he wouldn't get a view but just a glimpse.
"Are you comfy now, Di?"
"Yeah I'm fine now, Natalie." Watching Jeff sit down as well she
asked, "Get me a cookie, will you?"
"Sure, mother." He reached for a cookie and handed it to her.
"Thanks, sweetheart, you're such a dear." Taking the cookie from him she took a bite. Pondering her next, rather bold, move she,
accidentally, dropped it into her bra making sure it went deep.
"Jeff," she rather boldly asked, a slight giggle to her tone, "can you get that for me?"
"Okay," he replied and dug his hand into her bra. As deep as she had planted the cookie he had no trouble in his ability to fondle her breasts profusely. "Here ya go, mother," he said withdrawing the cookie.
Taking the cookie she inquired, a bit peeved, "Well, did you get a good feel of my titties?"
Jeff blushed, "Well, I."
She cut him off adding, "Yeah well, don't let it happen again."
"Wow, Di," Natalie remarked, "that was tittaliting. Care to go for an encore?"
"Natalie, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. That was an accident. And, besides, it was easier for him to get it anyway." 
"Okay, if that's your story."
"Let me ask you a question, Natalie." Natalie piped up with a
questioning look, and Diana continued, "Just how much did he see
anyway?"
Natalie giggled, answering with a laugh, "Oh, just enough to show that girls don't have dicks and balls."
Though she knew quite well she decided to ask anyway. "And?"
Casually, Natalie commented, "Oh, just the little fact that I got hair on my pussy." Sipping her beer, she added, "And, by the way, I let him touch it, too."
"Geez, Natalie, you're really kinky. I'd never let him do that."
"And, why not? You let him touch your boobs. And, from my perspective, he got a pretty good feel."
"Like I said," she reiterated, "that was an accident."
"Yeah, like the cookie you just dropped into your pants?"
"I was wondering what that was."
"Why don't you let Jeff get it for you?"
"Oh, come on now, Natalie. I can get it myself."
"Sure you could. But it'd be more fun for him. Oh, go ahead, Di, let him touchy."
"Oh sure, why the fuck not!" Thinking a moment, she couldn't help but inquire, "Why don't I just strip naked?"
"Hey, I could care less, Di," Natalie replied, hoping she'd actually do it. As Diana was looking at her, as well as Mark and Jeff, she scrunched up the towel and, spreading her legs, openly 
displayed her entire vaginal mound. "Di, I really don't care if you do or don't. But I'm sure nobody'd complain if you did."
"Oh, I could never do that," Diana protested. Looking closely at Natalie, she continued, "But I see you don't have any qualms about it. Care to show anymore?"
"I might but only if you let Jeff get that cookie."
"Oh, wow, Natalie." Though she had caught a long glimpse in the kitchen she couldn't pass up the possiblity of seeing Natalie completely unadorned by that infernal towel. "Jeff, just get the cookie. Okay?"
"Sure, mother," he replied as he reached into her panties. 
She had a feeling he'd take advantage of the situation and wasn't the least bit surprized when he did, liberally fondling her in the process. And, the funny thing about it, she didn't mind, actually enjoying the sensation. When he withdrew the cookie, after several minutes, she didn't even rebuke his actions, but merely said, "You eat the stupid thing. I sure as hell don't want it." As he munched on the cookie she turned her attention to Natalie. "Well, dear, do we get to see under that towel?"
Natalie stood up, approached the couch, and unpinned it. However she clutched it closed and couldn't help but inquire, hoping that Diana would accept because she wanted to see her naked, and she knew Jeff would love it also, "Only if you go first."
"Oh, are we setting conditions, Natalie?"
"You're damn fucking right I am. Besides, Diana, I want to touch that pussy of yours."
"Hey," Diana protested, "you're not."
"No, but I figure since Jeff did, I should get the priviledge. Hell, let Mark touch it, too." Thinking a moment she added, "Why don't you be real kinky and let Jeff get on his knees and take them off?"
"Oh wow," Diana gasped. "Sure, why not? I let him touch it. Maybe I should let him kiss it in the process. How about that, huh?"
"Or, better yet," Natalie giggled, "let him lick your pussy."
All Diana could muster was a giggle as she stepped over the coffee table. Facing the couch, she motioned Natalie around to the side, and simply said, "Maybe I should take this off first." Without waiting for an answer, only smiles, she unfastened her bra and quickly discarded it.
"Damn, mother," Jeff exclaimed, "your tits are bigger than hers."
"Yeah well," was all she could say. "Jeff get over here and take these off." As he stepped over the coffee table she smiled watching his dick and balls sway. She looked at Natalie as he stepped in front of her. "On your knees."
Jeff got down on his knees and began to slide down her panties with a bit of help from her. He slid them down slowly, savoring the moment of seeing his mother's pubic mound, and as they fell to the floor he couldn't believe she was actually letting him see it, closeup even. What she did next shocked him to no end as he enver thought she do it.
Diana grabbed his head and jammed it into her mound and pushed it up and down. She couldn't believe what she was doing and what she said surprized her even more. "Lick my pussy."
Jeff's tongue slithered against it and she, rather boldly, shoved his head faster, even letting his tongue glance against her, almost bare, vaginal lips. 
Sighing as his tongue penetrated past them she pushed him away.
Turning to Natalie she said, "Alright, Natalie, let's see under that towel."
Natalie stepped forward, quite close to Diana, and dropped the towel. As she did do she reached out and groped a hand into Diana.
"Damn, Di, you got a nice pussy."
"And yours ain't bad either," Diana replied as she groped into
Natalie. Drwaing her in close she kissed her on the lips as her hand took advantage of it location. She even, after kissing her, 
fondled a hand against Natalie's breast.
Meanwhile Mark had been taping the entire previous scenes and could only say, "Wow, this is gonna be some movie."
Diana backed off and looked at him. Surprized at his comment she
simply said, "Could be better if you two'd jack off."
"Oh, come on, Di," Natalie piped in, "that's really not much fun."
"Okay, I can do better. They come over here and, while we're playing with each other, we jack 'em off."
"Oh, wow, that sounds like fun!" Natalie exclaimed, excited at
the thought of it. "And then we let them lick it off."
"That's something I didn't think of." Winking at them she said,
"I like that. Only condition I'm setting is this. Mark licks it off me and Jeff licks it off you."