Rachel went down from the attic and to the master bedroom. Wanting to make sure that she kept the kids at home and interested, she put on her sexiest negligee. It was slinky and semitransparent and she studied herself in the looking glass.

She was sure that Chuck and Frostie would not want to leave the house when their curvaceous mom was parading around in that provocative garment.

Her fat tits were spilling from the bodice, exposed almost to the nipples, showing lots and lots of deep, smooth cleavage.

The bushy vee of her cunt showed in a shadowy triangle through the sheer material.

Satisfied that she was presenting an eyeful, she set her scheme into motion.

Rachel was horny to suck and fuck with both of her teenaged children, but she reckoned that the best way to get around to family frolic was to put on a performance, to begin with. After all, she had played the peeper on them – she owed them a show.

Her husband had had flowers sent to her on their last wedding anniversary.

The boy who had delivered the flowers had been an attractive kid, and Rachel had been tempted to seduce him at that time. But it hadn't seemed right to fuck someone else on her anniversary.

Today was a different matter.

She phoned the florist and ordered a dozen long-stemmed roses sent ta the house directly.

Long stems seemed appropriate.

Then she went downstairs and sprawled out on the living room couch, assuming a provocative posture. She got the hem of her negligee well up her thighs, turned so that her crotch was facing the archway to the hall.