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I grew up down the street from my local public swimming pool and spent a lot of hours there. Stationed in the center of the "good" side of town, it was a great amenity to have just a block away -- I could dash down and hang out for the afternoon and come home at any point if I wanted.
Of course, not everyone at the pool lived in the neighborhood -- a lot of parents were known for using the pool as the sole activity for their k**s in the summer, buying them a summer pass and evicting them from their houses all day. These people were unaffectionately called "poolrats."
In my house, I was raised not to judge anyone though, and I made fast friends with a lot of the other people, even those from the "bad" side of town. We spent a lot of hours at the pool or in the nearby park just having fun. And since prior to high school, we all went to different schools, it was a good chance to get to know some of the people I'd be going to high school with eventually.
One of the people I became really good friends with was a tomboy named Savannah. She was "worldly" -- her mom was a bartender and Savannah grew up around a lot of rough characters that her mom brought home from the bar. The first time I brought her into my house my mom gasped -- Savannah was wearing a bikini that was inappropriate for someone her age and my mom wasn't having it. Of course, I was completely oblivious at that point about girls and while I did notice that she looked good, I was way more interested in having someone to play video games with than having some kind of sexual female companion. My sister was off at college, and my mom took Savannah back to my sister's room and started a little shopping trip through her wardrobe with Savannah and she outitted her with what she deemed "more appropriate" clothing for a girl of her age and body type. That night, we tollsed Savannah's bike in the back of my mom's car and dropped her off at her house. My mom had a conversation with Savannah's mom and told her that Savannah was always welcome at our house and that my mom was happy to have another girl around now that my sister was off at college. Savannah's mom begrudgingly let her bring in the clothes and we drove home.
"Andy, I need you to keep an eye out for your friend," my mom said in the car.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Well...Savannah's mom just doesn't have enough time to pay attention to her. So I'm guessing there isn't always dinner in her house, or money for new clothes, or just some of the stuff you have. She's a good girl and she's your friend, so she's my friend too and I just want to make sure she's okay."
I sat in the car silently for a minute thinking about what Savannah must have thought coming into our big, clean house with a fridge full of food and all the stuff in my bedroom and felt like kind of an asshole.
During the week, Savannah became kind of a fixture at our house, she would leave her bike there and we would walk to the pool or hang out around the neighborhood or the house and just have a good time. My dad thought it was a little weird that my best friend was a girl, but my mom shut him up after he broached the issue. As far as my mom was concerned, Savannah was a part of our house and she was going to be sticking around.
When school started that fall, of course Savannah and I were separated into our different schools and we didn't see each other as much. Sometimes she'd come by on a Saturday or she'd ride over after school, but we didn't really see each other as much.
Until one night around midnight, there was a knock at the door. It was Savannah. My dad answered the door and said, "It's a little late for visitors," to her, and Savannah burst into tears. My dad immediately felt terrible and invited her in and asked her what was wrong.
"My mom...she is at work, and I, uhh...I started bleeding and umm...I didn't know what to do," Savannah confided in my dad.
His face turned a deep shade of red and he said, "Wait right here."
My mom entered the room not more than 30 seconds later and sat with Savannah and held her and told her what was happening with her first period. She got her cleaned up and changed and put her to bed in the guest room.
I heard the talking out in the hall and woke up, it was after midnight. "What's going on?" I said.
"Never you mind young man. You get back to bed." Mom said to me.
I knew better than to question my mom at midnight and went back to bed.
Meanwhile, my parents were talking downstairs.
"Patty, you know Savannah's mom isn't going to like this." My dad said.
"Well Tom, she's just going to have to get over it." Mom said back to him.
"We have to get in touch with her though, to at least tell her what's going on. She's going to panic if she gets home and Savannah isn't there, and we're not k**nappers." Dad said.
"Well I guess I'm just going to have to go down to that bar and tell her what's happening then," Mom said. She snatched up her keys and purse and was out the door.
My mom didn't grow up on the "nice" side of town. She had seven brothers and sisters and none of them had the same father, her mom was an alcoholic, and she grew up with street smarts. She was actually a bartender when she met my dad. So today, while she drove a minivan and lived in a big house, it definitely wasn't always the case. She knew her way around a dive bar and the characters who spent time there.
When she got to the bar, called the River Lounge, mom parked her minivan out back and walked inside. There were probably twenty people inside, and Savannah's mom, Amy, was behind the bar. She spotted my mom immediately.
"Patty, what the fuck are you doing down here?" Amy said.
"Well, I could use a drink," my mom said back. "Michelob and a shot of tequila."
Amy took a step back, paused, and set up my mom at the bar.
"You want one too?" Mom asked.
"Well, I'll never turn one down if you're buying." Amy said.
Any and my mom had kind of a contentious relationship -- Amy didn't want my mom to "replace" her, and my mom didn't want Savannah to get messed up because her mom didn't have the attention to pay to her that she needed. But they grew to respect each other -- Amy knew where my mom came from and my mom knew where Amy was coming from. They weren't really friends, but they weren't enemies either.
My mom sat at the bar and the two women drank their shot of tequila and then sipped their beer.
"So really...why the hell are you here," Amy said.
"Well...everything is okay, but Savannah showed up at our door tonight. She got her period and didn't know what to do."
Amy didn't say anything for a minute. She hated that she wasn't home for Savannah, and she hated that she biked across town in the dark for help from Patty, but she was also glad that Patty was there.
"Is she out in your car? Is she okay?" Amy asked.
"She's fine, and I put her to bed at our house. I wanted to come by and let you know so you didn't panic when you got home."
"Fuck. You must think I'm a real piece of shit mother," Amy said to my mom.
"You know I don't think that, Amy. And you know we're just here to help, being a mom alone is basically impossible."
"Fuckin' A it is," said Amy. "Expensive as fuck, too. You know that school she goes to wanted me to spend $100 on a calculator this year? k**'s got pencil and paper, she's smart, she can count."
My mom chuckled. "She is smart as a whip, smarter than Andy, that's for sure."
"Oh, Andy will be fine," Amy said. "You know he's just going to end up working at the dealership with his dad anyhow."
"You're probably right. The land of failed high school football stars," my mom quipped.
Both women laughed. The car dealership made a good living for the family, but Tom's crew of guys looked and acted the part of a bunch of guys who spent a lot of time saying "remember when" and talking about their high school escapades. If Patty didn't keep track of the finances for their house Tom would probably spend all their money on boats and hunting equipment.
"Well, Savannah is good for Andy, she keeps him from spending all his time with the boys his age. No boy that age knows how to make a good decision. He's my son and I love him but if I didn't keep a tight leash on his ass he'd probably walk right into traffic."
Amy laughed hard, "Don't be too hard on the k**, he's not so bad. You're tough and you keep him in line."
"Well, I try. He'll fuck up eventually though."
The two women laughed and drank for a couple of hours as the bar emptied out.
"Well, we're in no condition to drive anywhere," Amy said to Patty.
"Let's call a cab." said Patty. "Why don't you just stay at our place, Savannah is there already and she'd probably like to wake up and find you there for her."
"Fine, you offered!" Amy said. They called up the local cab company and got a ride home, laughing all the way back to the house.
When they got to the house, the women shuffled into the kitchen and flipped on a couple of lights.
"Wine?" Patty said.
"Why not?" Amy said back.
Patty poured a couple of glasses of cold white wine into glasses and Amy pulled a cigarette out of her pack.
"Can I have one of those?" Patty said.
"Patty Cochran, you smoke cigarettes?" Amy said.
"I haven't in years but why the hell not."
The two women stepped outside onto the deck and Amy lit two cigarettes and handed Patty one.
"God that's incredible," Patty said. "I haven't smoked a cigarette in probably twenty years."
"Damn, twenty years, I was only ten!" Amy said.
"Oh, to be thirty again," Patty said. "Your body is going to change a lot in the next fifteen years."
"I don't know Patty, you still look pretty fucking hot to me," said Amy.
Patty looked at her slyly, "You're pretty good to look at yourself."
The two women each took a drag on their cigarettes and clouds of bluish white smoke wafted through the air.
"Should we go inside and -- " Amy said when she was cut off with Patty's lips pressed against hers. The two women kissed gently for about thirty seconds.
"I'm so sorry," Patty said. "I haven't had this much to drink in awhile, and..."
"Don't apologize to me honey," Amy said. "That was the nicest kiss I've had in quite awhile."
They looked at each other, you could cut the tension in the air with a knife, and then they started laughing hysterically.
They piled inside after their cigarettes and went to the living room and passed out on the sofa.
In the morning, the sun was shining through the windows in the living room when Patty and Amy woke up, still in the clothes from last night.
"We got pretty drunk last night," Patty said.
"Yeah we did," Amy said. "But that was a good time. We should do it again."
Patty looked over at the clock, it was 6:30 on Sunday morning. No one would be up for hours.
"Let's get cleaned up and make breakfast," Patty said.
There was a full bathroom in the basement next to the laundry room, and the women went downstairs.
Clearheaded, sound of mind, and positive she knew what she wanted, Patty looked at Amy. "Let's shower together."
The two women got into the shower and they pressed their naked bodies against each other, and Patty pushed her hand between Amy's thighs. She was fingerfucking her and rubbing her clit.
"Oh fuck yes, that feels good," Amy said while she kissed Patty's neck.
Patty didn't say a word when she crouched down and buried her face in Amy's pussy. She hadn't eaten a pussy since she was in college, but it was a lot like riding a bike, and it wasn't long before Amy was taking short breaths and cumming on Patty's face. Amy got up and started sucking on Amy's nipples and kissing her, and Amy put her hand between Patty's legs to return the favor.
"We better get cleaned up and get started upstairs, don't want anyone to find us down here," Patty said.
"Are you sure? You made me cum and I don't want to be a bad houseguest," Amy said while planting another kiss on Patty's lips.
"We have all the time in the world for more of this," Patty said.
The women spread soap over their bodies quickly and got cleaned up and rinsed and walked over to the laundry room. Patty pulled out a couple of tracksuits from the dryer.
"Are you k**ding me?" Amy said. It was 1998 and tracksuits were in fashion, but Amy never, ever wore pink, and was more of a leather and jeans type.
"Oh, get over it," Patty said.
The two women quickly dressed and went upstairs and went about making coffee and cooking breakfast.
Not long after the bacon came off the stovetop, Tom, Savannah, and Andy came bounding down the stairs.
"Hey sleepyheads," Patty said.
"Hi Mom! And Ms. Greene...nice to see you?" Andy said.
Tom knew not to say a word. If Amy was here, it was because Patty wanted her there.
"What are you wearing, Mom," Savannah said.
"Hey, give me a break," Amy said.
Amy hugged Savannah and they went to the deck outside to talk.
"You two have a late night?" Mr. Cochran said with a shit-eating grin on his face. He knew what his wie could get up to with some drinks in her.
"Just a little girls' night," Patty said.
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"Listen...you did the right thing coming over here last night. I'm just sorry I wasn't home for you." Amy said to Savannah. "I would be around more if I could. I know I've talked some shit about the Cochrans, but they're good people and they know how to take care of you."
"I wish you had been there Mom, I was so scared and didn't know what to do...I just knew I could come here and Patty would fix it."
Amy wrapped her arm around her daughter. "I don't know how we're going to swing it, but there are going to be some changes around our house. I've been a trainwreck and it's not fair for you."
"Mom, you do everything you can. Not everyone is rich like the Cochrans."
"Yeah, but I can still do better."
Meanwhile, inside, Patty was talking to Tom while Andy wolfed down bacon and eggs.
"You know, Amy is pretty sharp. I bet she could sell tons of cars for you."
Tom looked out the window at Amy. "The guys at the dealership wouldn't be able to keep their hands to themselves around her."
"That sounds like a problem with them, not a problem with Amy," Patty said matter-of-factly. "Savannah needs better, and Amy would do a good job and you know it."
"She doesn't know anything about cars though," Tom said.
"You know as well as I do that selling cars has nothing to do with knowing shit about cars," Patty said. "Besides, you should have a woman in there. Some people would rather work with a woman on a sale instead of some sleazy wolf."
Tom had to admit, his team of salesmen were a pretty ragtag bunch.
"Well, I guess it's settled."
Amy and Savannah came back inside and Tom said, "Hey Amy, ever think about selling cars?"
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Six months later, Amy was the best car salesperson at Tom's dealership. She and Savannah had moved in to the Cochran's house soon after that fateful night, Patty just couldn't have them living in that dump, and it was better for Andy if Savannah was in school with him to keep an eye on him. Patty was very satisfied with the arrangement. Not to mention all the pussy she and Amy were eating behind closed doors.
Tom was also happy. He referred to Amy and Patty as his wives jokingly, and truth be told, he liked having some more women in the house. He could sneak the k**s away for a hunting weekend and not feel bad about leaving Patty alone since Amy was there, or he could disappear with the guys whenever he wanted to. And with all the cars Amy was selling, the dealership was actually doing better than ever.
Amy was squirreling away every dollar she made, and the dollars kept piling up. And the sex. Fuck. She had sex with a few women before, but Patty could always make her cum, and she was almost always available. She had even traded some of her leather and denim in for track suits, they were so easy to take off and put on that they could sneak away for a quick fuck pretty easily.
"Hey Amy, wanna grab some lunch," Tom said to her one day at work.
"Sure, let me just grab my bag," Amy said to him.
The two of them took off in Tom's truck across town to a Mexican place he liked.
"You know, things have been going really well," he said.
"I don't think I ever thought I'd be selling cars, but here we are!" Amy said.
"Not just at work," Tom said. "At home too. I know Patty likes to get her way and she asked a lot of you, she totally uprooted your life to bring you in and you've made her really happy."
Amy was thinking, if only he knew what was going on. "Um, yeah, it has been really good. And I can't thank you enough, and I'd still like to pay you something for having us at your house. I've been saving up..."
"Nonsense," Tom said. "There's plenty of space and you've made my life a lot easier, too. I know Patty treated you like one of her little projects but you and Savannah, you're family now. I wouldn't have it any other way."
Their food came to the table just then and they dug in for a few minutes.
"I wanted to bring you out today just to let you know I talked to Patty to adjust my will so that you and Savannah will be taken care of if anything goes wrong. This situation is permanent as long as you want it to be."
Amy looked over at Tom. He was really a pretty kind guy, not sleazy like many people thought. He never took it past a little harmless playful flirting and he had been so generous.
"Really Tom, are you sure?"
"Yeah, there's plenty of me to go around for now," he chuckled. "My dad was around my age when he died and he didn't plan for shit, he expected to live to 100 and then one day, BAM, like a fuckin' freight train, he had a heart attack and keeled over."
"Yeah, Patty has told me about it. Well, thanks?" Amy said tentatively.
"No sweat Amy. How is Savannah doing in school?"
Amy was getting a little turned on sitting across from Tom. In the past, scruffy alcoholics were what Amy went for, and Tom was kind of nerdy looking -- almost 50, wearing khakis and a tucked in polo with the car dealership embroidered on his left chest. But the idea that he cared about her and Savannah made her pussy just a little wet. She was hatching a plan.
That night when she got back to the house, she pulled Patty aside.
"I've been thinking," Amy said. "I'd like to have some cock."
Patty looked at her and said, "Oh really?" She wasn't so sure about sharing her. She'd grown accustomed to having a lover in the house that was a woman.
"Well, Tom took me out for lunch today and told me about the arrangements," Amy said.
"About time he took care of that, I've been chasing him down about it for weeks," said Patty.
"Sure, yeah...but I was thinking. You and I have sex. You and Tom have sex. Maybe you and Tom and I should all have sex."
Patty looked over at Amy and thought for a moment. If Amy was going to have a cock in her pussy, it might as well be a familiar one, and a threesome would probably be fun. Tom would need to pop a Viagra to make it happen.
"Let me just feel him out a bit," Patty said. "In the meantime, why don't you wear something sexy to the office for the next few days. I'd like to see if we can get him riled up a bit."
Amy gave her a devilish grin. "I can definitely do that."
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Tom and Amy got into Tom's truck to head to the dealership the next day and Tom noticed immediately that Amy's tits and legs were on display a little more than usual.
"That's quite the getup," Tom said.
"Oh, Mr, Jones is coming in today to look at the new Corvette today."
Amy knew her customers. Mr. Jones was a dirty old fucker and he would buy for sure if he got to go for a test ride with Amy in that outfit. Her long legs were clad in black stockings, he could just see the tops of them held in place with garter straps, and Amy had one or two more buttons open on her white shirt than she usually would have. When they got to the dealership, Amy slid into a tight leather jacket and lit a cigarette. She looked like a fucking smokeshow.
All the guys in the dealership were catcalling her when she walked up to the door. "Yeah, yeah, you pack of wolves," she said.
"No fair you get to sell cars with tits like that," one of the guys complained. "If I had tits like that I'm sure I could sell more cars."
Tom looked at him and said, "You know, if you had tits like that, you'd never leave your house, you'd just be lying in bed trying to suck your nipples and fingerfucking your pussy all day."
The rest of the sales guys were busting up laughing and Amy sat down to get to work. The plan was in motion. And she sold that Corvette.
That night when she got back to the house, she told Patty about the day and about Tom's comments.
"This is perfect. Let's do it tonight, fuck it." Patty said. "I'm horny from looking at you, too. Why don't you come up to our room around 10."
Amy put on a black nightie and a robe and crept up to the Cochran's bedroom door right at 10. She peeked in, and Patty was in bed with Tom talking to him. She gently knocked.
"Come on in," Patty said.
"Hey Amy," Tom said. "What's up?"
Patty looked at Amy and at Tom. "Well Tom, Amy and I have been talking. We've gone through a lot of good changes over the last six months, and we think you deserve a little reward."
"I appreciate it, really, but I am really happy about all the changes, too."
Tom was too dense for his own good sometimes.
"No, baby. You deserve a little extra reward." Patty said, grasping Tom's cock under the sheets.
Tom gasped, and Amy dropped her robe so he could see her nearly naked in her nightie. His cock got harder in Patty's hand. Amy climbed into the bed and gave Tom a deep kiss, and then gave Patty a deep kiss. Tom looked over at Patty and said, "Really?"
"Really babe."
Tom pushed off the sheets and comforter and pulled off his boxer shorts as fast as he could, and his huge cock sprung free. Truth be told, that cock was one of his best assets as far as Patty was concerned, it was ten inches and thick, and while sometimes he really did need a viagra to keep it going, it didn't appear that tonight was going to be one of those nights.
Tom leaned in and kissed Patty, and Amy shed her nightie, and Tom leaned over and took one of her pert nipples in his mouth while Amy grasped his cock. Patty dropped her face down by Tom's piece of meat, and Amy followed suit. The two women were making out and sucking his fat dick all at once, and Tom was loving it. He reached down to feel Amy's pussy, it was wet, smooth, bare, and warm. He needed to get his cock inside her, stat. He rose out of the bed and laid amy down on her back and from a standing position, he started pushing his thick cock inside her, inch by inch. Amy was letting out small moans -- she hadn't been fucked in over six months by a man, and Tom clearly knew what he was doing. Patty was watching her husband push his thick dick deep inside Amy, and her pussy was getting wet, and she wanted in on the fun -- she straddled Amy's face and Amy started eating her pussy. Tom was in heaven, watching his wife get eaten out by this beautiful piece of ass while he felt her tight snatch wrapping around his big dick. He swung her ankles up onto his shoulders and really started plowing her.
"Hey tiger, save a little bit for me," Patty said.
"Oh, fuck, I don't know if I'm going to last long," Tom said, balls deep inside Amy.
All the while, Amy was squirming -- her pussy hadn't ever been fucked that deep, and the pussy in her face was keeping her so fucking wet. Patty looked down at Amy and knew she was close to cumming. She took a single finger in her mouth, got it nice and wet, and lowered it to Amy's throbbing clit, and that was all she wrote - she was flooding out Tom's cock from her pussy, and the noise his dick was making from fucking Amy was bouncing off the walls in the bedroom.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Tom said, and he shot a load of cum deep inside Amy's pussy.
Patty sighed. She came all over Amy's face a few minutes prior, but she wasn't going to get fucked tonight by Tom, not after he blew a load like that.
"You going to keep being a good boy so we can keep rewarding you, Tom?" Patty said to him.
"Uh...if this is going to keep happening, there isn't much I won't do!" he said.
There was certainly more to come.
Of course, not everyone at the pool lived in the neighborhood -- a lot of parents were known for using the pool as the sole activity for their k**s in the summer, buying them a summer pass and evicting them from their houses all day. These people were unaffectionately called "poolrats."
In my house, I was raised not to judge anyone though, and I made fast friends with a lot of the other people, even those from the "bad" side of town. We spent a lot of hours at the pool or in the nearby park just having fun. And since prior to high school, we all went to different schools, it was a good chance to get to know some of the people I'd be going to high school with eventually.
One of the people I became really good friends with was a tomboy named Savannah. She was "worldly" -- her mom was a bartender and Savannah grew up around a lot of rough characters that her mom brought home from the bar. The first time I brought her into my house my mom gasped -- Savannah was wearing a bikini that was inappropriate for someone her age and my mom wasn't having it. Of course, I was completely oblivious at that point about girls and while I did notice that she looked good, I was way more interested in having someone to play video games with than having some kind of sexual female companion. My sister was off at college, and my mom took Savannah back to my sister's room and started a little shopping trip through her wardrobe with Savannah and she outitted her with what she deemed "more appropriate" clothing for a girl of her age and body type. That night, we tollsed Savannah's bike in the back of my mom's car and dropped her off at her house. My mom had a conversation with Savannah's mom and told her that Savannah was always welcome at our house and that my mom was happy to have another girl around now that my sister was off at college. Savannah's mom begrudgingly let her bring in the clothes and we drove home.
"Andy, I need you to keep an eye out for your friend," my mom said in the car.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Well...Savannah's mom just doesn't have enough time to pay attention to her. So I'm guessing there isn't always dinner in her house, or money for new clothes, or just some of the stuff you have. She's a good girl and she's your friend, so she's my friend too and I just want to make sure she's okay."
I sat in the car silently for a minute thinking about what Savannah must have thought coming into our big, clean house with a fridge full of food and all the stuff in my bedroom and felt like kind of an asshole.
During the week, Savannah became kind of a fixture at our house, she would leave her bike there and we would walk to the pool or hang out around the neighborhood or the house and just have a good time. My dad thought it was a little weird that my best friend was a girl, but my mom shut him up after he broached the issue. As far as my mom was concerned, Savannah was a part of our house and she was going to be sticking around.
When school started that fall, of course Savannah and I were separated into our different schools and we didn't see each other as much. Sometimes she'd come by on a Saturday or she'd ride over after school, but we didn't really see each other as much.
Until one night around midnight, there was a knock at the door. It was Savannah. My dad answered the door and said, "It's a little late for visitors," to her, and Savannah burst into tears. My dad immediately felt terrible and invited her in and asked her what was wrong.
"My mom...she is at work, and I, uhh...I started bleeding and umm...I didn't know what to do," Savannah confided in my dad.
His face turned a deep shade of red and he said, "Wait right here."
My mom entered the room not more than 30 seconds later and sat with Savannah and held her and told her what was happening with her first period. She got her cleaned up and changed and put her to bed in the guest room.
I heard the talking out in the hall and woke up, it was after midnight. "What's going on?" I said.
"Never you mind young man. You get back to bed." Mom said to me.
I knew better than to question my mom at midnight and went back to bed.
Meanwhile, my parents were talking downstairs.
"Patty, you know Savannah's mom isn't going to like this." My dad said.
"Well Tom, she's just going to have to get over it." Mom said back to him.
"We have to get in touch with her though, to at least tell her what's going on. She's going to panic if she gets home and Savannah isn't there, and we're not k**nappers." Dad said.
"Well I guess I'm just going to have to go down to that bar and tell her what's happening then," Mom said. She snatched up her keys and purse and was out the door.
My mom didn't grow up on the "nice" side of town. She had seven brothers and sisters and none of them had the same father, her mom was an alcoholic, and she grew up with street smarts. She was actually a bartender when she met my dad. So today, while she drove a minivan and lived in a big house, it definitely wasn't always the case. She knew her way around a dive bar and the characters who spent time there.
When she got to the bar, called the River Lounge, mom parked her minivan out back and walked inside. There were probably twenty people inside, and Savannah's mom, Amy, was behind the bar. She spotted my mom immediately.
"Patty, what the fuck are you doing down here?" Amy said.
"Well, I could use a drink," my mom said back. "Michelob and a shot of tequila."
Amy took a step back, paused, and set up my mom at the bar.
"You want one too?" Mom asked.
"Well, I'll never turn one down if you're buying." Amy said.
Any and my mom had kind of a contentious relationship -- Amy didn't want my mom to "replace" her, and my mom didn't want Savannah to get messed up because her mom didn't have the attention to pay to her that she needed. But they grew to respect each other -- Amy knew where my mom came from and my mom knew where Amy was coming from. They weren't really friends, but they weren't enemies either.
My mom sat at the bar and the two women drank their shot of tequila and then sipped their beer.
"So really...why the hell are you here," Amy said.
"Well...everything is okay, but Savannah showed up at our door tonight. She got her period and didn't know what to do."
Amy didn't say anything for a minute. She hated that she wasn't home for Savannah, and she hated that she biked across town in the dark for help from Patty, but she was also glad that Patty was there.
"Is she out in your car? Is she okay?" Amy asked.
"She's fine, and I put her to bed at our house. I wanted to come by and let you know so you didn't panic when you got home."
"Fuck. You must think I'm a real piece of shit mother," Amy said to my mom.
"You know I don't think that, Amy. And you know we're just here to help, being a mom alone is basically impossible."
"Fuckin' A it is," said Amy. "Expensive as fuck, too. You know that school she goes to wanted me to spend $100 on a calculator this year? k**'s got pencil and paper, she's smart, she can count."
My mom chuckled. "She is smart as a whip, smarter than Andy, that's for sure."
"Oh, Andy will be fine," Amy said. "You know he's just going to end up working at the dealership with his dad anyhow."
"You're probably right. The land of failed high school football stars," my mom quipped.
Both women laughed. The car dealership made a good living for the family, but Tom's crew of guys looked and acted the part of a bunch of guys who spent a lot of time saying "remember when" and talking about their high school escapades. If Patty didn't keep track of the finances for their house Tom would probably spend all their money on boats and hunting equipment.
"Well, Savannah is good for Andy, she keeps him from spending all his time with the boys his age. No boy that age knows how to make a good decision. He's my son and I love him but if I didn't keep a tight leash on his ass he'd probably walk right into traffic."
Amy laughed hard, "Don't be too hard on the k**, he's not so bad. You're tough and you keep him in line."
"Well, I try. He'll fuck up eventually though."
The two women laughed and drank for a couple of hours as the bar emptied out.
"Well, we're in no condition to drive anywhere," Amy said to Patty.
"Let's call a cab." said Patty. "Why don't you just stay at our place, Savannah is there already and she'd probably like to wake up and find you there for her."
"Fine, you offered!" Amy said. They called up the local cab company and got a ride home, laughing all the way back to the house.
When they got to the house, the women shuffled into the kitchen and flipped on a couple of lights.
"Wine?" Patty said.
"Why not?" Amy said back.
Patty poured a couple of glasses of cold white wine into glasses and Amy pulled a cigarette out of her pack.
"Can I have one of those?" Patty said.
"Patty Cochran, you smoke cigarettes?" Amy said.
"I haven't in years but why the hell not."
The two women stepped outside onto the deck and Amy lit two cigarettes and handed Patty one.
"God that's incredible," Patty said. "I haven't smoked a cigarette in probably twenty years."
"Damn, twenty years, I was only ten!" Amy said.
"Oh, to be thirty again," Patty said. "Your body is going to change a lot in the next fifteen years."
"I don't know Patty, you still look pretty fucking hot to me," said Amy.
Patty looked at her slyly, "You're pretty good to look at yourself."
The two women each took a drag on their cigarettes and clouds of bluish white smoke wafted through the air.
"Should we go inside and -- " Amy said when she was cut off with Patty's lips pressed against hers. The two women kissed gently for about thirty seconds.
"I'm so sorry," Patty said. "I haven't had this much to drink in awhile, and..."
"Don't apologize to me honey," Amy said. "That was the nicest kiss I've had in quite awhile."
They looked at each other, you could cut the tension in the air with a knife, and then they started laughing hysterically.
They piled inside after their cigarettes and went to the living room and passed out on the sofa.
In the morning, the sun was shining through the windows in the living room when Patty and Amy woke up, still in the clothes from last night.
"We got pretty drunk last night," Patty said.
"Yeah we did," Amy said. "But that was a good time. We should do it again."
Patty looked over at the clock, it was 6:30 on Sunday morning. No one would be up for hours.
"Let's get cleaned up and make breakfast," Patty said.
There was a full bathroom in the basement next to the laundry room, and the women went downstairs.
Clearheaded, sound of mind, and positive she knew what she wanted, Patty looked at Amy. "Let's shower together."
The two women got into the shower and they pressed their naked bodies against each other, and Patty pushed her hand between Amy's thighs. She was fingerfucking her and rubbing her clit.
"Oh fuck yes, that feels good," Amy said while she kissed Patty's neck.
Patty didn't say a word when she crouched down and buried her face in Amy's pussy. She hadn't eaten a pussy since she was in college, but it was a lot like riding a bike, and it wasn't long before Amy was taking short breaths and cumming on Patty's face. Amy got up and started sucking on Amy's nipples and kissing her, and Amy put her hand between Patty's legs to return the favor.
"We better get cleaned up and get started upstairs, don't want anyone to find us down here," Patty said.
"Are you sure? You made me cum and I don't want to be a bad houseguest," Amy said while planting another kiss on Patty's lips.
"We have all the time in the world for more of this," Patty said.
The women spread soap over their bodies quickly and got cleaned up and rinsed and walked over to the laundry room. Patty pulled out a couple of tracksuits from the dryer.
"Are you k**ding me?" Amy said. It was 1998 and tracksuits were in fashion, but Amy never, ever wore pink, and was more of a leather and jeans type.
"Oh, get over it," Patty said.
The two women quickly dressed and went upstairs and went about making coffee and cooking breakfast.
Not long after the bacon came off the stovetop, Tom, Savannah, and Andy came bounding down the stairs.
"Hey sleepyheads," Patty said.
"Hi Mom! And Ms. Greene...nice to see you?" Andy said.
Tom knew not to say a word. If Amy was here, it was because Patty wanted her there.
"What are you wearing, Mom," Savannah said.
"Hey, give me a break," Amy said.
Amy hugged Savannah and they went to the deck outside to talk.
"You two have a late night?" Mr. Cochran said with a shit-eating grin on his face. He knew what his wie could get up to with some drinks in her.
"Just a little girls' night," Patty said.
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"Listen...you did the right thing coming over here last night. I'm just sorry I wasn't home for you." Amy said to Savannah. "I would be around more if I could. I know I've talked some shit about the Cochrans, but they're good people and they know how to take care of you."
"I wish you had been there Mom, I was so scared and didn't know what to do...I just knew I could come here and Patty would fix it."
Amy wrapped her arm around her daughter. "I don't know how we're going to swing it, but there are going to be some changes around our house. I've been a trainwreck and it's not fair for you."
"Mom, you do everything you can. Not everyone is rich like the Cochrans."
"Yeah, but I can still do better."
Meanwhile, inside, Patty was talking to Tom while Andy wolfed down bacon and eggs.
"You know, Amy is pretty sharp. I bet she could sell tons of cars for you."
Tom looked out the window at Amy. "The guys at the dealership wouldn't be able to keep their hands to themselves around her."
"That sounds like a problem with them, not a problem with Amy," Patty said matter-of-factly. "Savannah needs better, and Amy would do a good job and you know it."
"She doesn't know anything about cars though," Tom said.
"You know as well as I do that selling cars has nothing to do with knowing shit about cars," Patty said. "Besides, you should have a woman in there. Some people would rather work with a woman on a sale instead of some sleazy wolf."
Tom had to admit, his team of salesmen were a pretty ragtag bunch.
"Well, I guess it's settled."
Amy and Savannah came back inside and Tom said, "Hey Amy, ever think about selling cars?"
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Six months later, Amy was the best car salesperson at Tom's dealership. She and Savannah had moved in to the Cochran's house soon after that fateful night, Patty just couldn't have them living in that dump, and it was better for Andy if Savannah was in school with him to keep an eye on him. Patty was very satisfied with the arrangement. Not to mention all the pussy she and Amy were eating behind closed doors.
Tom was also happy. He referred to Amy and Patty as his wives jokingly, and truth be told, he liked having some more women in the house. He could sneak the k**s away for a hunting weekend and not feel bad about leaving Patty alone since Amy was there, or he could disappear with the guys whenever he wanted to. And with all the cars Amy was selling, the dealership was actually doing better than ever.
Amy was squirreling away every dollar she made, and the dollars kept piling up. And the sex. Fuck. She had sex with a few women before, but Patty could always make her cum, and she was almost always available. She had even traded some of her leather and denim in for track suits, they were so easy to take off and put on that they could sneak away for a quick fuck pretty easily.
"Hey Amy, wanna grab some lunch," Tom said to her one day at work.
"Sure, let me just grab my bag," Amy said to him.
The two of them took off in Tom's truck across town to a Mexican place he liked.
"You know, things have been going really well," he said.
"I don't think I ever thought I'd be selling cars, but here we are!" Amy said.
"Not just at work," Tom said. "At home too. I know Patty likes to get her way and she asked a lot of you, she totally uprooted your life to bring you in and you've made her really happy."
Amy was thinking, if only he knew what was going on. "Um, yeah, it has been really good. And I can't thank you enough, and I'd still like to pay you something for having us at your house. I've been saving up..."
"Nonsense," Tom said. "There's plenty of space and you've made my life a lot easier, too. I know Patty treated you like one of her little projects but you and Savannah, you're family now. I wouldn't have it any other way."
Their food came to the table just then and they dug in for a few minutes.
"I wanted to bring you out today just to let you know I talked to Patty to adjust my will so that you and Savannah will be taken care of if anything goes wrong. This situation is permanent as long as you want it to be."
Amy looked over at Tom. He was really a pretty kind guy, not sleazy like many people thought. He never took it past a little harmless playful flirting and he had been so generous.
"Really Tom, are you sure?"
"Yeah, there's plenty of me to go around for now," he chuckled. "My dad was around my age when he died and he didn't plan for shit, he expected to live to 100 and then one day, BAM, like a fuckin' freight train, he had a heart attack and keeled over."
"Yeah, Patty has told me about it. Well, thanks?" Amy said tentatively.
"No sweat Amy. How is Savannah doing in school?"
Amy was getting a little turned on sitting across from Tom. In the past, scruffy alcoholics were what Amy went for, and Tom was kind of nerdy looking -- almost 50, wearing khakis and a tucked in polo with the car dealership embroidered on his left chest. But the idea that he cared about her and Savannah made her pussy just a little wet. She was hatching a plan.
That night when she got back to the house, she pulled Patty aside.
"I've been thinking," Amy said. "I'd like to have some cock."
Patty looked at her and said, "Oh really?" She wasn't so sure about sharing her. She'd grown accustomed to having a lover in the house that was a woman.
"Well, Tom took me out for lunch today and told me about the arrangements," Amy said.
"About time he took care of that, I've been chasing him down about it for weeks," said Patty.
"Sure, yeah...but I was thinking. You and I have sex. You and Tom have sex. Maybe you and Tom and I should all have sex."
Patty looked over at Amy and thought for a moment. If Amy was going to have a cock in her pussy, it might as well be a familiar one, and a threesome would probably be fun. Tom would need to pop a Viagra to make it happen.
"Let me just feel him out a bit," Patty said. "In the meantime, why don't you wear something sexy to the office for the next few days. I'd like to see if we can get him riled up a bit."
Amy gave her a devilish grin. "I can definitely do that."
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Tom and Amy got into Tom's truck to head to the dealership the next day and Tom noticed immediately that Amy's tits and legs were on display a little more than usual.
"That's quite the getup," Tom said.
"Oh, Mr, Jones is coming in today to look at the new Corvette today."
Amy knew her customers. Mr. Jones was a dirty old fucker and he would buy for sure if he got to go for a test ride with Amy in that outfit. Her long legs were clad in black stockings, he could just see the tops of them held in place with garter straps, and Amy had one or two more buttons open on her white shirt than she usually would have. When they got to the dealership, Amy slid into a tight leather jacket and lit a cigarette. She looked like a fucking smokeshow.
All the guys in the dealership were catcalling her when she walked up to the door. "Yeah, yeah, you pack of wolves," she said.
"No fair you get to sell cars with tits like that," one of the guys complained. "If I had tits like that I'm sure I could sell more cars."
Tom looked at him and said, "You know, if you had tits like that, you'd never leave your house, you'd just be lying in bed trying to suck your nipples and fingerfucking your pussy all day."
The rest of the sales guys were busting up laughing and Amy sat down to get to work. The plan was in motion. And she sold that Corvette.
That night when she got back to the house, she told Patty about the day and about Tom's comments.
"This is perfect. Let's do it tonight, fuck it." Patty said. "I'm horny from looking at you, too. Why don't you come up to our room around 10."
Amy put on a black nightie and a robe and crept up to the Cochran's bedroom door right at 10. She peeked in, and Patty was in bed with Tom talking to him. She gently knocked.
"Come on in," Patty said.
"Hey Amy," Tom said. "What's up?"
Patty looked at Amy and at Tom. "Well Tom, Amy and I have been talking. We've gone through a lot of good changes over the last six months, and we think you deserve a little reward."
"I appreciate it, really, but I am really happy about all the changes, too."
Tom was too dense for his own good sometimes.
"No, baby. You deserve a little extra reward." Patty said, grasping Tom's cock under the sheets.
Tom gasped, and Amy dropped her robe so he could see her nearly naked in her nightie. His cock got harder in Patty's hand. Amy climbed into the bed and gave Tom a deep kiss, and then gave Patty a deep kiss. Tom looked over at Patty and said, "Really?"
"Really babe."
Tom pushed off the sheets and comforter and pulled off his boxer shorts as fast as he could, and his huge cock sprung free. Truth be told, that cock was one of his best assets as far as Patty was concerned, it was ten inches and thick, and while sometimes he really did need a viagra to keep it going, it didn't appear that tonight was going to be one of those nights.
Tom leaned in and kissed Patty, and Amy shed her nightie, and Tom leaned over and took one of her pert nipples in his mouth while Amy grasped his cock. Patty dropped her face down by Tom's piece of meat, and Amy followed suit. The two women were making out and sucking his fat dick all at once, and Tom was loving it. He reached down to feel Amy's pussy, it was wet, smooth, bare, and warm. He needed to get his cock inside her, stat. He rose out of the bed and laid amy down on her back and from a standing position, he started pushing his thick cock inside her, inch by inch. Amy was letting out small moans -- she hadn't been fucked in over six months by a man, and Tom clearly knew what he was doing. Patty was watching her husband push his thick dick deep inside Amy, and her pussy was getting wet, and she wanted in on the fun -- she straddled Amy's face and Amy started eating her pussy. Tom was in heaven, watching his wife get eaten out by this beautiful piece of ass while he felt her tight snatch wrapping around his big dick. He swung her ankles up onto his shoulders and really started plowing her.
"Hey tiger, save a little bit for me," Patty said.
"Oh, fuck, I don't know if I'm going to last long," Tom said, balls deep inside Amy.
All the while, Amy was squirming -- her pussy hadn't ever been fucked that deep, and the pussy in her face was keeping her so fucking wet. Patty looked down at Amy and knew she was close to cumming. She took a single finger in her mouth, got it nice and wet, and lowered it to Amy's throbbing clit, and that was all she wrote - she was flooding out Tom's cock from her pussy, and the noise his dick was making from fucking Amy was bouncing off the walls in the bedroom.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Tom said, and he shot a load of cum deep inside Amy's pussy.
Patty sighed. She came all over Amy's face a few minutes prior, but she wasn't going to get fucked tonight by Tom, not after he blew a load like that.
"You going to keep being a good boy so we can keep rewarding you, Tom?" Patty said to him.
"Uh...if this is going to keep happening, there isn't much I won't do!" he said.
There was certainly more to come.
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