Glancing in the rear-view mirror, she noticed that her daughter was facing Ricky. The idea that Carolyn was gazing at her brother's hard-on sent a shivering feeling through her. Could it be possible that her daughter would like to see it out of his pants? Was it possible that Carolyn wanted to touch it, play with it?
Peggy trembled with a strange excitement, wondering what it would be like to hold her son's cock in her own hand, to stroke it and jerk it, maybe jack him off and watch his come-juice squirt out…
CHAPTER TWO
Peggy located a good motel early.
They checked in, hung up clothing so they wouldn't become wrinkled, then took turns bathing. There was a color television in the room and two double beds.
"I'm not going to sleep in the same bed with Ricky," Carolyn said, but Peggy noticed a wild gleam in those blue eyes, and the way Carolyn glanced at her brother. "Not after what I saw in the car."
"What did you see in the car?" Ricky asked. "Never mind," Peggy said quickly, not knowing what her daughter would say. "You can sleep with me, Carolyn. Ricky can have the bed by himself."
"I don't know why I can't have a bed by myself and Ricky sleep with you, Mother."
Peggy looked at her daughter. Carolyn was lying on the other bed, wearing an attractive sun-suit. Peggy could see the edge of her fresh panties under the wide leg. She could see her small, but beautifully shaped titties under the thin material, and from the way Carolyn's nipples pushed up, Peggy knew she wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't blame her daughter – it was still too hot for any clothing not necessary.
"I wanna eat!" Ricky said. "I'm hungry!"
Peggy ignored her son, and spoke to her daughter. "Ricky sleeps in a bed by himself for the same reason you won't sleep with him. I saw it too, remember."
"What did you two see?" Ricky asked.
"Don't ask," Carolyn giggled. "You might be embarrassed to know."
"Girls! Always secrets!" Ricky snorted, turning his attention back to the television set.
They ate dinner and returned to the motel. Peggy bathed again, while Carolyn and Ricky watched television. After her bath, she pulled on a long, slinky gown. She had no other night gowns but slinky ones. It was then she realized she had forgotten to bring her robe. The gown was almost sheer, her body showing through it. There was no way she could enter the room without her son and daughter seeing her.
"Turn out the lights," she called through the bathroom door. "I forgot my robe."
"Why should we turn out the lights, Mom?" Ricky complained.
"Because you can see through my gown, that's why."
The lights went out, and Peggy rushed from the bathroom toward the farthest bed, the one Carolyn had selected for them.
She jerked the blankets down, and was just climbing into the bed when suddenly the lights were flicked on again.
Ricky giggled.
Peggy jumped into the bed and drew the blankets to her chin. "Damn you, Ricky! That was a dirty trick!"
"I saw you!" he laughed. "I saw you… right through your gown, Mom!"
"You didn't see much," Carolyn interjected.
"I did, too!" he laughed. "I saw plenty!"
"What did you see?" Peggy heard herself ask.
"Something pretty," her son laughed. "It was really pretty."
"Ha!" Carolyn grunted. "You wouldn't know what to do with it if you had it."
"I would, too!" Ricky retorted. "I know more than you think I do. Just because you're two years older, Carolyn, don't mean you know more than I do."
"If you two are going to argue," Peggy said, "please do it quietly. I'm going to sleep."
"I'm going to bed, too," her daughter said. "And you better not pull that trick on me, Ricky."
Peggy thought Carolyn had reminded her brother deliberately. In any event, as Carolyn undressed to her panties, the room was flooded with light once more. Carolyn was caught standing in her panties, but her back was toward Ricky, who was laughing again.
"I see you!" he shouted gleefully. "I can see your panties, Carolyn!"
With a squeal, Carolyn jumped into bed and pulled the blankets to her chin, glaring at her brother.
Peggy had to fight a smile on her face.
"You just wait until you undress," Carolyn threatened.
"I'm gonna take my clothes off under the blankets," Ricky giggled. "I told you I was smart."
"Chicken!" Carolyn taunted him.
"Sure, how many eggs you want?" Ricky laughed as he pulled his clothing off under the blankets.
"That's not fair, is it, Mother?" Carolyn said.
"Don't get me involved," Peggy answered. "Now, both of you, shut up and let's get some sleep."
Peggy was sleeping closest to Ricky's bed. There was about a two-foot separation between them. She lay on her side, facing her son, watching him in the dim light. It wasn't dark at all in the room, what with the thin drapes over the large window. She could see him clearly.
Some time later, she heard her daughter's even breathing. Peggy was wide awake, feeling something, but not knowing what. She had a sense of anxiety, but couldn't put her finger on it. She felt her knee against Carolyn's naked thigh, and before she could consider it, her hand moved down, resting lightly on her daughter's flesh. The skin of that thigh was so satiny, so warm. Erotic ideas began to fill her mind again, and her cunt bubbled wetly.
Rolling onto her back, Peggy very carefully pulled her gown up, and began to fondle her cunt. At the same time, she very lightly caressed her daughter's thigh, bringing her hand up, meeting the edge of Carolyn's panties. She carefully felt about her panties, spreading her own legs and working her middle finger into her cunt slowly.
She was so excited, so intense. Peggy held her breath, surprised at what she was doing. Yet she couldn't stop. She moved her hand over her daughter's stomach as lightly as she could, yet with enough firmness to feel her creamy flesh. Her palm came lower, resting on the slight bulge of her sleeping daughter's cunt. The heat that seemed to come through the thin panties appeared to sear her palm. Her finger traced very lightly along the crotch, feeling the slit of her daughter's cunt. She began to rub her finger up and down, amazed that she was doing this. The feel of Carolyn's cunt, even through her panties, sent a wildness racing through Peggy that inflamed her emotions. She wanted to work her hand inside her daughter's panties and feel her boiling little cunt.
The soft rustling sound from her son's bed made her turn her eyes in that direction. Her eyes opened wider when she saw her son's blanket lifting and falling. Ricky was on his back, and it was obvious to Peggy that he was jacking his cock. She could hear his breathing, soft, yet gasping as he tried to be as quiet as he could. She gazed at his blanket, watching it go up and down as he pumped his cock. She moved her finger up and down her inflamed clit, thinking how silly this was, peeking at her son as he jacked off and rubbed her own cunt. Ricky was making soft gasping sounds of pleasure. It was light enough in the room for Peggy to see his eyes were closed. She wished he would shove the blanket down, show his cock as he jerked on it.
A moan came from Carolyn and Peggy quickly pulled her hand out of her daughter's crotch. Carolyn turned her back toward her mother, doubling up and still sound asleep.
Peggy knew what she was going to do.
She moaned, as if asleep, and turned to face her daughter, her back toward her son. At the same time, she kicked at the blanket as though it was too hot. Her gown was up, and her naked ass showed. She jutted it toward the edge of her bed, hoping her son would see it.
Ricky did.
When his mother moaned and turned, he stopped pumping on his cock and glanced at her. He saw her naked ass clearly, and his breath caught with excitement. He squeezed his cock hard as he stared at his mother's exposed ass, then slowly he began to pump it again.