Date: Mon, 25 Jan 2021 11:53:12 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Cathy's Producer (lesbian/Adult Friends, oral, anal, F/F)

Adult Friends, oral, anal, F/F

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

Copyright 2021 Jan, all rights reserved

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                 Cathy's Producer
                       By
                      Jan

	I woke up early as usual and went to the
bathroom as quietly as possible.  I was wearing my
comfortable housecoat over my nightgown and
wearing warm slippers as I made my way to the
kitchen.  The first thing I did was pull out the
leftover chicken and bones and put them in a pot full
of water and added onions with some spices and put
the pot on the back burner in simmer.  Then I took
some eggs out to allow them to become room
temperature and I prepared the coffee machine to
brew a pot of fresh coffee.  By that time, I heard
the alarm go off in our bedroom.

	Then I got out my cast iron egg skillet and put
four slices of bread in the toaster.  When I heard
Jim in the shower, I started the coffee machine and
turned on the gas to heat the skillet.  By the time
Jim joined me in the kitchen dressed for work, I had
his breakfast plated and on the breakfast table.  He
placed his hands on my shoulders and gave my neck a
quick peck before sitting down to eat.  After he left
for work, I cleaned up and prepared to start
breakfast for Cathy and the producer.

	Cathy was my oldest child and the two boys
were no longer home.  The oldest boy was an
engineer like his father.  The younger son was
attending the university up state studying geology.
Cathy was an early morning hostess on a local TV
station.  She had called and asked if she could spend
the night and bring her producer with her because
they were going to be in the area doing a piece on a
historical site in our town.

	They had arrived last night too late for dinner.
Cathy just introduced her producer to us.  Shirley
was a tall slender woman with an alpha personality.
She was used to giving orders and being obeyed.
Cathy slept in her old bedroom and Shirley slept in
the older son's bedroom that had been turned into a
guest room.  I heard doors open and water turning in
the guest bathroom, so I started getting ready to
prepare breakfast for them.

	I set three plates out and three coffee mugs
along with silverware.  I started heating up the
skillet and was just checking the stockpot when
Shirley entered.  She was dressed in jeans and a
sports blouse and leather cross-trainers.  She
asked: "What is that delicious smell?"

	As I said: "That is the stock I'm preparing for
tonight's soup."

	Shirley stood right behind me and reached
under my arms and cupped both of my breasts.  I
was shocked by her bold move.  My first thought was
what if Cathy walked in and saw her boss feeling me
up.

	"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

	"I just wanted to let you know how much I
appreciate you allowing me to spend the night here
and your kindness for making breakfast for me."

	"What you're doing is not appropriate conduct
for any woman.  Does my daughter know that you are
a lesbian?"

	Shirley continued flicking my nipples with her
index fingers as she responded by whispering in my
ear: "Cathy knows that I suck pussies."

	Before there was any more exchange between
us, we herd Cathy's high heels on the hard floors of
the hall coming towards the kitchen.

	Shirley let go of my tits and returned to the
breakfast table and picked up her coffee mug.
Cathy was dressed in a dress and wearing a jacket
with the number of the local channel printed on the
left breast.  She picked up her coffee mug and said
in a cheerful voice: "Good morning all!"

	I said: "Good morning Hon.  How would you like
your eggs?"

	"Over easy"

	"How would you like your's Shirley?"

	"I would like them over easy as well."

	I served them each a plate with two butted
slices of toast, two eggs, and a generous portion of
hash brown potatoes.  I sat at the head of the table
and joined them.  during the meal, I asked about
what they were going to be doing today.  They
explained that they were going to be filming a puff
piece about our own historical Regis University,
which was founded in Las Vegas by a group of exiled
Italian Jesuits from Mexico when the Catholic
church was outlawed in Mexico.  It would take a
couple of days to edit the film and would be shown in
about four days.  They added that the cameraman
would arrive this morning.

	Before they left, I had a brief moment to talk
to Cathy and I asked: "Do you know that Shirley is a
lesbian?"

	Cathy chuckled: "Did the bitch hit on you?"

	"Yes"

	"You should be flattered; she only hits on
women she finds interesting."

	That left me wondering if my daughter was a
lesbian as well, but at the moment we heard the
sound of a truck pulling into the driveway.  When we
went to the front door, we saw that it was a Van
with the Channel identification emblazoned on the
side.  Two young men were getting out of the truck.
I called out: "Would the two of you like a cup of
coffee?" as they approached the house.

	They responded with: "Yes, ma'am.  That would
be great."

	I led them to the kitchen and filled two mugs
with coffee as they sat at the table.  I gave them
spoons to allow them to add their choice of artificial
sweetener, sugar, and or flavored milk substitute.  I
told the two young men at the girls would be with
them as soon as they finish getting ready.  I started
washing the breakfast dishes while we waited.
When the girls returned with their stuff.

	As soon as the young men finished their coffee
the four of them were off to film their story.

	Las Vegas is a city in and the county seat, of
San Miguel County, New Mexico. In 1877 Las Vegas
College, the precursor to Regis University, was
founded in Las Vegas by a group of exiled Italian
Jesuits from Mexico when the Catholic church was
outlawed in Mexico, so the Jesuits trained priests
before they could return to Mexico.

	When the van returned to drop off Cathy and
Shirley, I invited the two young men to stay for
dinner.  Jim had called to tell me that he would be
spending the night in Denver.  I had been preparing
tri-tip with cracked pepper rub.  The stock I had
started I the morning was ready to finish my split
pea soup.  I steamed veggies to put on the plates and
added rice to the plates.  The boys were thrilled to
have a home-cooked meal before returning to Santa
Fe to start the editing.  Cathy and Shirley were
planning on spending the night with me before
returning to town.

	Being a small town there is not much nightlife.
Shirley took Cathy went for drinks to the restored
Castaņeda Hotel which was Santa Fe Rail Road's
Hotel once operated by Harvey's.  When they came
home, they were both pretty drunk.

	  I heard them stumbling around as they
prepared for bed.  I heard snoring coming from
Cathy's room soon enough.  I was about to drift off
to sleep when my door opened and I could make out
Shirley standing in the doorway with the hall
nightlight backlighting her body allowing light to
shine through her nightgown between her legs.  She
might as well not have had anything on for all the
gown was doing for her.  She approached the bed
and as she pulled back the covers, she crawled into
bed with me.  Her breath could have wilted fresh
flowers.

	Before I could protest, she kissed me on the
mouth.  And placed her hand on my left breast.
After he kissed me for a while, I didn't notice the
alcohol and halitosis anymore.  She was pulling my
nightgown down to expose both of my breasts.  I was
struggling trying to pull her hands away.  When she
pulled her head back, I asked: "What do you think
you're doing?"

	Our noses were almost touching as she said: "I
want to fuck you."

	"I don't understand why would you want to fuck
me?  I'm so much older than you.  I'm no longer the
svelte athlete I was at twenty-two."

	"I find you very attractive!  I'm too old to be
bar hopping with young girls.  I want a mature woman
to cuddle with."  Having said that she moved down to
take my left nipple into her mouth and pressed her
face against my tit as she sucked on my nipple.

	When Shirley lifted her head to kiss me again,
she placed her hand on my vulva and stroked the silk
nightgown with her finger and wedge the material
between the lips of my pussy.  I let out a sigh into
her open mouth and placed my hand on top of hers
and pressed her hand harder.

	Shirley suddenly sat up and pulled her
nightgown over her head and tossed it aside.  Then
she turned her body around and mounted me as she
pulled my nightgown up around my waist.  She
pressed her face against my pussy and licked and
slobbered all over my hairy pussy.  Her muff was
right over my head.  I was looking up at the peddles
of her labia protruding past her own brown bush.

	I lifted my head up to taste her pussy.  As
soon as I started licking her pussy, Shirley spread
her legs lowering her pussy don to smother my face.
There was no stopping until we both had strong
orgasms.  When Shirley came my mouth was filled
with her orgasmic fluid.  I was left breathing hard
after I came.  We fell asleep in each other's arms.

	Cathy's squeal woke us up in the morning.  She
was standing in the doorway.  'SHIRLEY HOW
COULD YOU, MY OWN MOTHER?"

	Shirley was looking me in the eyes before she
rolled over to face Cathy: "Stop whining and come
over her and give your mother and me a good
morning kiss."

	Cathy came into the room ad leaned over
Shirley and kissed me on the mouth.  "You smell like
wet pussy, Mom."

	Shirley grabbed Cathy's tit and squeezed hard.
"Don't complain so much!  You know that you have
been talking about how much you wanted to seduce
your mother for months!"

	Cathy flung her own nightgown away and pulled
back the covers and wedged her body between
Shirley and me.  My own nightgown was bunch up
around my waist.  I was shocked that my daughter
was so bold and that she was obviously in a sexual
relationship with her producer.  It upset me that
she was even discussing her desire for me with
another woman.

	I was in need of emptying my bladder but that
was not going to happen until Cathy and Shirley had
sucked my pussy.  It was noon before they cleaned
up, had a late breakfast, and were in Shirley's car
heading back to Santa Fe.

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