It was mid-morning when Diane awakened. Robin was sipping a Coke in the kitchen when her mother entered in a dressing gown. Although Robin was certain her mother had a hangover, she had never seen her looking more radiant. There was a burnished sheen to her thick, auburn hair and her eyes were sparkling. Watching her mother's lips move as she talked, Robin envisioned that big, slippery cock sliding in and out between them. The image of her mother's mouth sucking on the hard dick sent an excited tremor racing through her loins. She could hardly wait until tonight when she would be sucking Lance's beautiful cock with her own lips.

Later that morning, when the phone rang, Diane rushed into the den to answer it. Robin felt certain that it was the call from Charlie Crawford, and that was verified when her mother returned and told her it was the library and that a book she'd ordered had arrived.

"As long as I have to go downtown," Diane said, "I think I'll spend the afternoon shopping."

Robin smiled to herself and wondered what her mother's reaction would be if she had volunteered to accompany her. Excusing herself, Diane rushed back to her room to dress.

A few minutes later she returned in a short, simple summer dress, her legs bare. Robin noted that Charlie wouldn't have much trouble getting to her skin, and she wondered whether her mother was wearing panties.

"I'll be home later this afternoon," she chirped, kissing her daughter lightly on the cheek and dashing out of the house. Her mother's excitement really amused Robin. Her thoughts again returned to Lance and that wonderful cock she would be sucking for the very first time.