I looked at Bambi. She put a hand over her mouth. I could not tell if it was surprise, shock, or a sly smile she was hiding. Then I saw the twinkle in her eye. She stepped into the living room and came out with the biggest handbag I had ever seen her carry. I tried to guess how many toys she had packed into that thing, but I couldn't.
"Sam, I will be up the street visiting Mrs. Morgan. You are in charge while I'm gone. You kids have a good time."
"Don't worry," I said as she breezed out the door. "We will." When the door was closed I turned to my guest. "Well," I said. I looked Neeka up and down. She was gorgeous. She had obviously gone all out getting ready for tonight and I wanted her to know that I appreciated it. I crooked my finger at her and she stepped close. I put my arms around her and kissed her gently, just brushing her lips with mine. I felt her shudder. She was ripe for the picking, and had to get to it before she fell from the vine on her own.
"You look fantastic," I told her. "Thank you for coming. I've been looking forward to this so much."
She just smiled at me. This was truly a girl of few words. I could see how she got a reputation for being shy. But I also knew that under that shy exterior was a red-headed tornado, just waiting to be released. I took her hand and led her downstairs.
Jim and Bud were engrossed in a video-game, as usual. But, to their credit, they quit as soon as Neeka and I entered the room. They even stood to greet my guest. The introductions were brief. Everybody knew who everybody was, even if there had been little social contact before this. I led Neeka to the sofa, but did not let her sit down right away.
"Neeka." I said with a hint of tone-of-command in my voice, "You must be hot in that dress. Take it off and let me lick your pussy."
The dress was still in the air when her naked butt hit the couch. She spread her legs and reached for me with a look of lust that told me she would cum with the first lick. I glanced at Jim. His jaw had dropped to his chest. I don't know what he expected to happen, but this clearly beat anything he could have imagined. He knew the bet was lost, if he even remembered the bet at all.
I knelt between Neeka's open legs and stroked her thighs. She pulled her outer pussy lips apart and looked at me with a pleading expression. I could not make her wait any longer.
"Do you want me to lick you, or would you rather Bud or Jim did it?" I asked her, always the good hostess, giving my guest a choice.
"You first," she said.
"Girl, I like the way you think." I said, and leaned forward over her sex. I stuck out my tongue as far as I could, as if I were about to lick her slit. She raised her butt almost completely off the sofa, trying to get her pussy within range of my tongue. Instead of licking, I dropped my head and engulfed her clit with my mouth. I quickly sucked it partly into my mouth and tugged at it with my lips.
The effect on Neeka was everything I could have asked for. She bucked almost her whole body off the sofa and let out a scream that could have woken the dead. She clamped her thighs around my head so tight that I thought my eyes would pop out. I had no mercy on her clit. I kept on sucking and licking. She thrashed and bounced and screamed and shrieked and cried and whipped her head around hard enough to snap her long hair like a whip. After a couple of minutes, I quit licking. A minute after that, I quit sucking. It seemed to have little effect on Neeka. She was burning stored sexual energy and could not quit cumming until she had exhausted it.
Slowly, she wound down to a lolling head and some incoherent mumbling. Her muscles were as loose as untied shoelaces. I pried her legs from around my head and pressed them back together. She fell over onto her side and stuck a thumb into her mouth.
I stood up and looked at Jim. The bulge in his pants told me he had enjoyed every second of the show. "Think you can do that?" I asked him. She shook his head numbly. He got down on his knees and made a big bow.
"You are the Master," he said. "I am your slave."
"Get up, slave. I said. "And limber up that tongue. You're going to be eating my pussy as soon as your date gets here, and I want you do the best job you know how."
He got up grinning. He had thought the bet through and still could not find anything but a win/win situation. He relaxed, which was the best thing he could have done. Uptight boys are a pain. Relaxed ones are much more pleasant to have around. They even talk to you sometimes.
I put some light jazz on the stereo and sat down next to Neeka. I pulled my halter over my head, exposing my breasts. I eased Neeka over to me and cradled her head in my lap. She took the thumb out of her mouth and I substituted a nipple. She closed her eyes and sucked contentedly. I closed my eyes for a moment while I got used to the sensation. It felt as fantastic as I hoped it would. I sat and rocked her gently as she suckled, just like Bambi had done with me. She would recover soon and I had nothing better to do.
Jim and Bud stared at us openly. They were trying to decide something and I knew what.
Jim cleared his throat and asked, "Do you still think Mom would like us to do that to her?"