Incest/Taboo Movie Star Mom

Jenna pulled herself out of bed. She looked over at Rich as he slept. She stumbled into the bathroom, not bothering with a robe. As she finished peeing, she thought about her family and how lucky she was to have her husband and sons. She washed her hands, staring into the reflection in the mirror. A woman with messy hair and bloodshot eyes stared back.

The prom two weeks ago had gone off without a hitch. It was a miracle, but Tony asked a girl out. Jenna smiled at her reflection, thankful that he had not wanted to take his mom to the dance. She even got him to admit to fucking his date in a hotel room on the Vegas strip once the dance ended. He only admitted to it because Jenna threatened not to suck his cock the following afternoon unless he gave her the dirty details of his date. He brought protection and used it. He even admitted to using a pussy eating trick his mom had taught him. Tony smiled at his Mom when he admitted that he wanted to see the young woman again.

The afterglow of the prom was destroyed by a phone call on Monday night. The family was sitting around the table when the phone rang. As Jenna turned away from the mirror, she recalled the sounds of Rich's voice "What..." She recalled how he never finished the sentence.

As she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, she looked at her husband sleeping soundly. The last four days has been tough on him and she didn't think he came to bed until after two in the morning. His brother David had passed away in a car accident on Monday afternoon and that phone call was from his sister-in-law.

Rich had spent the next four days talking to his family, his sister-in-law and their sons. It was decided that all three of the boys would travel out to the Midwest to attend their uncle's funeral. Rob decided to leave from San Diego instead of Las Vegas. Thankfully, Sarah was joining the guys on the trip.

Jenna pulled on her shorts and tank top. The guys would be up soon, and she wanted to ensure they had breakfast before heading to the airport. The clock on the nightstand showed that Rich had about 20 more minutes of sleep before he needed to get up. Slipping out of the room as quietly as possible, she walked across the hallway and gently knocked on Will's bedroom door.

"Come in."

Jenna pushed open the door and walked into the room. Will was standing there in his jeans and was in the middle of pulling on a polo shirt.

"Hi. How are you doing?"

Jenna walked up to her middle son and gave him a hug. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into her breasts. On any other recent day this may have been the start of the wild sex session, but not today. Will hugged his mother back, squeezing just a bit hard.

"I know you miss Uncle David."

Jenna kissed him on the cheek. It took every motherly instinct she had left to not kiss him on the lips. To not run her hand up and down his cloth encased cock. Will pulled his mother into him even tighter. Jenna could have sworn she heard a sniffle from her middle son. David and Will had always been close. David's son Ben was the same age as Will and the two had played together as small kids. That was prior to Jenna's life in porn and moving to Las Vegas.

After a moment Will let go of his mother. Jenna took that as an opportunity to let go of him as well.

"Why don't you finished getting dressed. I'm going downstairs to make some breakfast for you guys before you leave for the airport."

"Okay, Mom."

Jenna walked out of the room and walked over to Tony's room. The process repeated itself, with Tony hugging his mother. He was a little more open with his sniffling and the clinginess of his hug. He may not have been as close to his uncle as his brother, but Tony was the more emotional of her sons.

Jenna ended up in the kitchen a few minutes later. She checked the text messages on Rich's phone as she pulled the waffle maker from a cabinet and plugged it in. Jenna scrolled through the messages, following the exchanges between her husband's family. There were references to her boys and her oldest son's girlfriend. The green light on the waffle maker drew her attention away from the phone as she set it down and quickly pulled out the ingredients to make batter.

In about 20 minutes the boys started showing up for breakfast. Each grabbed a few waffles and a glass of orange juice. Rich eventually made an appearance about 10 minutes later. He'd taken a shower and his hair was still damp.

"Hi, sweetheart." Jenna smiled at her husband.

"Hi Dad.". Tony said hello to his father in between bites of waffle.

Jenna kissed her husband and wrapped her arm around him.

"Hi" Rich was not really in the mood to talk. He grabbed a few waffles and some milk and sat down. He scrolled through the text messages. He stopped at the one from Ann and he looked over at his wife.

"Did you read this one from Ann."

"Yes." Rich looked just as glum as he finished his mouthful of food and answered his wife.

Jenna tried to give an air of acceptance to the text message.

"I'm, sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. Don't apologize to me." Jenna tried to smile at her husband.

"You know that you can still come with us." Rich's voice cracked at the end.

"I know. I would love to be there to support you and the boys. However, the client wants to close this big deal this weekend and I don't want to throw a year's worth of work away. Anyways, Ann understands, I think. I would just be getting in the way if I had to do the meetings with the client on the phone in the middle of the funeral."

The lie was for her sons. It was more about not wanting to let them in on the tension between Jenna and Ann, rather than a conflict with work. Jenna gave Rich a look that they would discuss it in a few minutes and that is what they did. It took about 10 minutes for Tony and Will to finish their breakfast and soon they headed up to their rooms to finish packing. Jenna looked at her husband with a caring eye.

"I'd love to go with you and the boys to the funeral, but it's obvious that Ann doesn't want me there." Jenna took another bite of waffle.

"I know you've had issues with her in the past, but I think that she can move beyond that."

"No Rich she can't move beyond it. You saw her text message, she intentionally left my name out of everything."

"She's grieving, she may have just forgotten."

Jenna knew her husband was making excuses for his dead brother's wife.

"She seemed to remember Sarah's name in one of those messages but not mine. As for grieving, was she grieving when she called me a home wrecking, fucking whore last year?"

Jenna kept her voice down, so not to let the boys hear what she said. The family fight started last year when Ann caught her husband watching one of Jenna's movies in his man cave. Up until that time her career had been hidden from Rich's straight-laced family. Ann told Rich's parents and his sister that Jenna was a whore. She used those exact words at a family reunion a week after catching her husband jerking off to the sight of Jenna sucking a black cock.

"No!" Rich gave his wife a look of defeat.

"Listen Baby, I want to go with you. It's best if I don't. Can you imagine the fight?"

Rich nodded at his wife.

"How about I call your Mom..."

The doorbell rang cutting off Jenna's sentence.

"I'll get it. Why don't you get finish getting ready since you guys need to leave here in about 20 minutes?"

Jenna walked to the door and opened it. On the porch stood a beautiful young brunette.

"Hi, I'm Chelsea. Is Tony home?"

The young woman in front of her had C cup breasts. Jenna sized her up, noting that her tank top and shorts matched her sandals. Manicured fingernails that matched toes signaled that she either had them done for the prom or that she was little on the 'high maintenance' side. As Jenna finished sizing up the young woman, she smiled and approved of his son's choice.

"Come in please. Tony is upstairs getting ready. I'm afraid that he is about to leave in a few minutes."

"I know. That's why I stopped by. I wanted to give him this." The young woman held out an envelope, which appeared to be some type of greeting card.

"One second Chelsea, let me see if I can get him to hurry up."

"Thanks Mrs. M."

"You can call me Jenna, sweetheart. Give me one minute."

Jenna hurried past the kitchen to the stairs, climbing as quickly as she could to the second floor. She thought about how cute Chelsea is, imagining how she would have looked on her knees sucking Tony's cock with her tits hanging out of her strapless dress. Jenna knocked on her son's door and waited until he told her to come in.

"Sweetie, you have a visitor."

"Really Mom, right now? Tell the guys that I will call them in a few days."

"It's not the guys, it's Chelsea."

Jenna watched her youngest son cycle through about six shades of red. He combed his hair with his fingers and then checked his breath in his hand.

"You look fine sweetheart."

Jenna marveled at how quickly her lazy son bounded down the stairs. She spied around the corner of the stairwell, to catch a glimpse of the teenage couple, but not hearing their conversation. She needed to finish the dishes but didn't want to interrupt the lovebirds. Chelsea stayed for about five minutes. She couldn't tell if they kissed or hugged, but she suspected that there was some type of kiss before she left.

"Mom, you can stop spying on me."

Jenna walked down the stairs. Will and Rich were still in their rooms getting ready for their flight. She pulled her son into a hug, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"She's cute."

Tony smiled at his Mom.

"So, you said that she is really good at sucking cock?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. Her son turned about three more shades of red.

"Yeah."

Her son said it with a degree of confidence that he didn't have a few months ago. Jenna hoped that his willingness to ask Chelsea to the prom and his growing confidence was a direct result of their incestuous fucking. She'd worried that it would impact him negatively, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

"I wonder if she likes eating pussy?"

Jenna smiled at her son.

"Imagine if you could fuck both of us at the same time."

"Stop Mom."

She told her son that he was no fun. The last statement got him to smile, something that was hard to come by in their house the past few days.

She finished up the dishes and headed up to the master bedroom. Rich was finishing up his packing. Jenna grabbed his pants, folding them and placing them in his suitcase.

"Are you certain that you don't want to come?"

"I'm sorry but no. I don't want to be around Ann. She is a bitch and probably a hypocrite as well. I bet you 20 dollars that she secretly watches porn. I bet the only reason that she freaked out and called me a whore is that I have better tits than her and can suck a bigger cock."

Rich implored her to keep her voice down and stop it.

"No Rich, I won't. I loved your brother as much as the boys, but I'm not dealing with that hypocritical bitch. I bet she is just like that televangelist that I met in Texas. Remember him?"

The chance encounter with the preacher in Texas was one of the worst experiences in her porn career. It started as a friendly conversation in a hotel lobby. That led to an admission of being a recovering porn addict by the middle-aged man. Jenna sat there quietly as she heard him confess his sins. He was polite to her, but she could tell he was looking down upon her with disdain.

She thought the conversation would end when some of his parishioners recognized him and came over to talk. It only got worse as he told members of his flock that she was a porn star and that he was talking to her about changing her wicked ways. He put his hand on her knee as she was getting up to leave, smiling at her and asking her to stay. The conversation with his flock ended a moment later and he turned back to her.

Jenna recalled watching him as he took out a piece of paper from his soft sided briefcase and wrote a short note. Handing it to Jenna, he smiled as she read it. It was a proposition to fuck her and then have her pee in his mouth in exchange for $10,000. The offer increased to $20,000 if Jenna allowed the pastor's wife to film the session.

Jenna recalled wanting to ball up her fist and break his nose, pummeling him in the middle of the hotel lobby. Instead, she handed him the note back and thanked him for his time. Taking the moral high ground, she laughed to herself.

"Yes, I remember you telling me about the preacher." Rich looked at her with a blank face, seeming to recall how upset she'd been at the encounter years before.

"What Ann really needs is to get gang fucked. Maybe her sons and my son's will take her out behind the woodshed and stuff their cocks in all three of her holes. Can you imagine her getting gangbanged?"

Rich gave his wife a disapproving look.

"Okay I'm sorry. I should not have said that. I just get so pissed off when I remember how she outed me to your family. Do you remember how devastated your parents were? They didn't talk to either of us for more than a month."

The couple talked for a few more minutes and then headed down the stairs. Both boys were waiting in the living room when they came down. Jenna gave her husband a hug. Then she hugged Will, before he and Rich walked out to the garage. Jenna gave her youngest son a hug.

"While you are gone, imagine me eating Chelsea's pussy as you fuck me?"

Jenna planted a kiss on his lips as he again blushed with embarrassment. Jenna followed her son out to the garage and kissed her husband again. She watched as the car pulled out of the garage, waving to the glum looking guys. She closed the garage door and headed into the house to finish the last of the dishes.

As the dishwasher started running, Jenna put away the waffle maker. With the guys out of the house, she decided to get some work done. It had been three days since she'd looked at her work email account. Shedding her clothes as she headed upstairs to their home office, she grabbed her cell phone from the kitchen. As she strolled up the stairs as nature intended, she thought about how often she'd been walking around naked. It's been much more frequent since she started secretly fucking her sons.

The first call was strictly the family business. Adam was one of the managers at their business. Rich asked her to call and check to see if the latest inventory delivery arrived this morning.

Jenna talked to Adam for about 10 minutes. He offered his condolences for the third time in as many days. He assured her that the delivery came in early this morning and that the team was already getting it unloaded. He also mentioned that one of their employees had been in L.A. yesterday visiting his sister and he had stopped by to pick up the new parts Rich ordered a few weeks before.

Rich had planned to take Tony with him next weekend to see another game, but it looked like that trip wouldn't be needed. It also meant that Jenna would have to scrap her plans to take Will back to the strip club. It had been a few weeks since the last visit to the club and she was eager for another lap dance with Will and Aimee.

The next call was to one of the adult production companies. They had emailed her about a problem with her next booking. The premise of the movie was a MILF ordering a young male escort, but the email said that something needed to change and that she should call the producer.

"Hey Charlie, it's Jenna."

"Hi Jenna, can you give me a second."

She heard Charlie talking to someone in the background. It sounded like they were talking about a new woman coming in for a screen test. She thought back to her own screen test. It involved a sleezy producer and his female assistant. She recalled that he was kind of an ass, but that the assistant had a great tasting pussy.

"Sorry about that Jenna"

"No worries. I got your email about the change. What's up?"

"I wanted to clear a couple of changes with you before I send you the script. We need to change the location from L.A. to Vegas, so we are coming to see you. Is that okay?"

Although Vegas is convenient, she really didn't like filming in the city. It offered too many opportunities for her boys to catch her near the Vegas strip without their father. Even worse would be one of their employees from the company or a PTA parent seeing her going upstairs to a room in a hotel.

"That's fine Charlie."

She didn't have to worry about the boys now, since all three now knew that she did porn. Jenna resigned herself to taking the chance with the PTA parents or one of Rich's employees.

"The other change is that we are going from a black cock scene to a lesbian one. There is a problem with our guy's dick."

"What kind of problem?" Jenna cocked an eyebrow when the director said there was a problem

"Um...the problem is that Jerome got the clap. It seems that he and a buddy hooked up with some skank in a bar in Anaheim last week and she gave both the clap. Jerome is on antibiotics and the doctor said it will take a week to clear up. As you know, he will have to be cleared medically to start filming again and is basically out for the month."

Jenna thought about the process of getting cleared to film. Jerome would have to put up with peeing fire for a week or so until the antibiotics kicked in. It would be a few more weeks until the infection cleared up. At that point, he would need to get screened by an adult talent testing service in Los Angeles. Once he had been cleared medically, he would be given a clean bill of health in the system that tracks availability to shoot films. The tests were something Jenna went through every month.

"Who's the woman?"

"Sophia Lux. She is going to play a young escort who you hire to fuck with a strap-on."

She listened to Charlie explain the plot as she looked up Sophia online. Cute, blonde with decent tits and no tattoos. She could pass as a real escort, so the movie might be believable.

"Sounds good. When do we shoot?" Jenna opened her weekly planner and thumbed to the calendar.

"How about the week after next?"

"Can we do it on the 2nd? My oldest son graduates from college on the 5th and I need to be in San Diego with my family. I'm back in town on the 7th because my youngest son graduates on the 8th. We also have a graduation party on the 11th."

"Give me a minute." Jenna could hear Charlie ask someone in the office about the dates.

Jenna held on the phone and scrolled through Tony's incest blog. She looked at the latest post. She was just about to scroll down when Charlie came back on the line.

"Yup, the 2nd works. I'll send you all the details and will see you at 1pm on the 2nd."

"Bye Charlie."

Jenna hung up and looked at the latest blog post from her son. It showed a picture of a woman kissing the tip of a dick. The caption below it read..." My son is the sweetest in the world, which is why I make sure to give him a goodbye kiss every day before he goes to school."

Another of the posts was a naked woman in a pool. The brunette looked to be about Jenna's age and had large gold hoop earrings She was sucking on a cock that looked to be the size of a 20oz soda bottle. The caption read "Nothing beats a relaxing day at the pool, especially when you're getting blowjobs from your mom." Jenna fingered herself as she stared at the big cock on the screen. It looked to be the same size as Rob's dick.

The next caption made her laugh. It was of a brunette in the kitchen sucking her son's cock. The caption below it read... "Teen pregnancy is a real issue. That's why I make my son cum before he goes out on the weekends. No teen slut is going to ruin his future."

"I need to talk to Tony about practicing safe sex with Chelsea," she murmured to herself.

There was no one home to hear and she wondered why she'd said it out loud. Comfortable in the leather desk chair, she tapped away at her cell phone sending a text message to her youngest son.

"Hey sweetie...it's Mom" Jenna sent a text knowing that Tony should be at the airport by now.

She waited a few minutes for Tony to respond with his own text message.

"Sorry, we are in line at TSA...give me a minute."

Jenna pulled up her next email. The next one turned out to be junk, something about needing to update the password for a payment platform she didn't use for her fan website. A few more junk emails were trashed and then there were a few from fans of her website.

There was an offer from a director and actor named James to do a hard kink movie with him. It wasn't Jenna's preferred genre and she didn't particularly like the guy making the offer. He'd been in the news recently, accused of assaulting a performer on the set. Jenna tapped out a quick response with her red tipped fingers, thanking him for the offer but declining it.

The next email was from a production company that produced a mixture of film genres, some family and some unscripted films. Jenna worked with the company in the past and really liked the material they put out. She liked the mother and step-daughter scenes they produce. She was excited to work with them until she got to the proposed filming dates. The timing was off. They wanted her out the week of the boy's graduation, so she had to say no.

The next offer was from one of her favorite production houses. The offer was an interracial shoot that ended with a thick creampie being shot deep in Jenna's pussy. The actor was someone who she fucked previously and had a great time during the whole shoot. The filming dates worked with her schedule, so Jenna told the production company that she would be there.

The next one was interesting. The email was a movie offer from a female director named Bree. Jenna recalled that she was one of the new breed of feminist directors. If memory served her right, Bree had a degree in filmmaking and had previously won an award for best picture several years back.

As Jenna read more, she recalled that Bree started making adult films that were female positive romance-based films but had recently started filming taboo stories. Jenna tapped a few keys in the search engine and found a bio on Bree. It said her films were story-based, high budget productions with an emphasis on strong female protagonists. It also mentioned that her films included a good deal of non-sexual scenes and character development not normally seen in male produced porn movies.

Jenna rubbed her pussy as she read the offer. The role was for an alpha female that uses young men and women for her pleasure. A divorced mother of two, she has the habit of hiring male and female escorts when her fraternal twins stay with their father. Jenna started stroking the outside of her pussy lips as she read further.

Bree provided a summary of the plot. The lead character would hire a male and female escort, thinking that her kids are with their father. In the throes of a threesome with the escorts, she caught a glimpse of a person lurking in the hallway leading to the family room. It turned out to be her daughter fingering herself when she should have been at her Dad's house.

The mother would eventually finish with the escorts and send them packing. Jenna read how her character would eventually seduce her daughter and then her son. The final scene was her ex-husband finding her and her children fucking.

Jenna was just about to pass on the movie offer. She'd done enough fake incest movies to know they are all the same. Step-daughter here... catch step-son showering and jerking off. Besides sucking big, black cock, she was known for seducing her 'step children' in about a third of her movies.

The offer from Bree was the lead role. She said that it was going to be different from other fake incest or 'fauxcest' movies coming out of the porn studios. Included in the offer were photos of the other characters. As she looked at them and continued to read, it sent a chill down her spine which end with a jolt of electricity running through her pussy. The female character cast to play her daughter looked like a younger version of Jenna, minus the breast implants. The male character resembled her middle son. Jenna wondered if Bree had photos of her family somewhere and looked for actors to match a younger version of herself and one of her sons.

The thing that really struck Jenna was Bree's comment that there would be no use of the term 'Stepdaughter' or 'Stepson' in the movie. The director intended to push the boundaries of what was deemed acceptable in the adult world. She said that she wanted to bring consensual incest to the screen. It was taboo, but she wanted to start the conversation of parents fucking their children and siblings having consensual sex.

Bree said that this would be more than a porn movie and that there would be real acting involved with real dialogue. She also said that filming would take two to four weeks to complete and that the production company would rent a house for the stars in Orange county. Jenna read the details. Filming would start after Independence Day and should last about two weeks. The director said that Jenna should plan for two additional weeks in the event the crew ran into production delays while doing non-sex shots around Southern California.

Jenna thought about it, the implications of filming a cutting-edge incest movie. She thought about filming her son's fucking her and how the world would view it. Just then her phone chimed.

"Hey Mom."

It was Tony sending her a text message.

"Sorry we just got done with TSA...at the gate."

Jenna tapped her phone, responding with her own message

"Chelsea's cute... good choice."

She waited a few second.

"Thanks."

Jenna bit her lower lip wondering if she should ask her question which had been swirling around in her head since the brunette showed up on her front door. In the end, she asked.

"She looked at me funny when I answered the door. Does she know about my movies?????"

It took a minute for Tony to answer. Jenna worried that he might be mad at her for asking. Or, it could be that his Dad was giving him a hard time.

"Yes, she does. A lot of my friends watch porn...you are the hottest Mom at school and lots of my friends have seen you fuck."

Jenna's heart skipped a beat. She figured that maybe a few guys and a girl or two at Tony's high school knew she was a porn star.

"Does she like my movies?"

"I don't know Mom... I didn't ask. She was drunk and sucking my cock. She made some crack about sucking cock better than my porn star mother."

Jenna had liked Chelsea up to that moment. The moment before some 18-year-old slut said that she can suck Tony's cock better than his own mother. Just like that, her anger turned to a laugh.

"Maybe if you are lucky young man, we can have a contest. We'll blindfold you and you can guess if it's Chelsea or me sucking your cock."

Jenna included a few smiley face emoji and the eggplant emoji as well.

"Have to go Mom...Dad says we need to head to the gate."

Jenna texted him that she hoped he has a good flight and to behave for his father. Then she got a wicked smile on her face and turned her camera onto selfie mode. She spread her pussy lips and took a picture of herself. She created an email to Tony and sent the picture to him. She said that she missed him and wanted him to think of her while he was gone. The final text to her son said that she'd sent him an email and to open it when he is alone.

She did the same thing with Will. Sending him a text message and a note about an email to open when he was alone.

She created an email to her oldest son and sent him the picture. She said that she missed him and Sarah and hoped that she would see the two of them when she came out for his college graduation and at Tony's graduation party. She briefly described the latest movie role offering and said that she hoped she'd get a chance at real incest when she saw them next.

The last text she sent to her husband.

"Have a safe flight. I miss you and the boys already. I missed them so much I sent them this."

Jenna included the naked selfie in the text to Rich. She knew her sons wouldn't be looking or would at least pretend not to see the photo. She didn't care that a grandma from Ohio might be staring at porn star pussy while waiting at the Vegas airport.

Jenna turned back to Bree's email. She hit reply and said that she'd be more than happy to fill the role of the lead character. Contrary to what most people think, good porn directors use scripts to lay out scenes and dialog. If Bree's reputation is even close to being what she had heard and read online, she would have a script and Jenna requested that she sent it and the details of the shoot.

Jenna thought about what it would be like to fuck Rob and Sarah on film. She knew that she could never get a porn production company to film it, since they would want to release it to the to the public. It would be a great gift for Rich, since he enjoyed hearing about her weekend with her oldest son.

Jenna's mind wandered for a while as she stroked her pussy. There were a few professional cameramen, lighting guys and film editors in Las Vegas and Jenna considered asking them for help with a private film. They wouldn't need to know that it was her son. The problem putting together a male crew is that they might try to sneak in their cell phones for a little 'home movie' action. It happens every now and then on the set. Without a director and production staff, it would be harder to keep that from happening.

There was at least one female camera operator she could think of off the top of her head. Then there was Cassandra, one of the best video editors on the West Coast. She'd helped with some of the private videos Jenna posted on her website. Jenna thought that it would be likely that a female production crew would respect her privacy more than a male one.

"This might work."

Again, she was thinking out loud to herself.

Thoughts of making a movie with her oldest son led to more pussy rubbing. She was supposed to be getting some work done, but it was soon pushed to the wayside as she checked on Tony and Will's blogs. She still hadn't asked Rob if he had a blog and reminded herself to do that at the most inopportune time this weekend. She may not be there, but the wake may be a good time to ask Rob about a blog and if he'd pull the stick out of his aunt's ass and ram his cock into her instead.

She didn't bother putting on clothes until it was time to go to the gym. As promised, she called Rich's mother about an hour before she left for the gym. She never got the chance to talk to Betty since her sister-in-law answered the phone. It went from polite 'hello' to calling her a hypocrite in about 90 seconds. Ann called Jenna a 'bitch' and she immediately responded back with 'Cunt' which pretty much ended the conversation.

Sitting in the parking lot of the gym, she typed out a text message to Betty. She said that Ann had intercepted her phone call and to give her a call when she gets the chance.

The gym was half empty on a Friday afternoon, so Jenna didn't have any problems finding a cardio machine. After 30 minutes, her breathing was labored, and she was pushing the last few seconds before the timer counted down to 00:00. Jenna grabbed her blue colored towel from the machine and wiped the sweat from her face. She walked over to the nearby water fountain and grabbed a couple of antibiotic wipes and went back to clean the machine.

The weight room was a little more crowded compared to a typical Friday. She noticed Aimee standing in the corner pretending to lift, while she was flirting with a cute guy. The pair made eye contact as Jenna stuck weight plates on a bar and started bench pressing. She'd just finished her second set when she looked up to see Aimee's crotch about a foot from her face.

"Need a spot?"

Jenna smiled up at the blonde.

"No, I have it."

"Haven't seen you here lately, are you avoiding the gym?"

Jenna pursed her lips and exhaled out loudly as she pushed the bar up to the top of her final repetition. She leaned the bar back slightly, letting it rest on the vertical arms of the bench.

"No, I've been coming in the mornings after the guys get off to school and work."

As this was the last set of repetitions, Jenna sat up and turned sideways on the bench. She pushed off the bench and stood next to Aimee, with about a foot between their boobs.

"I also had a shoot in Orange County, remember I mentioned that when I came to see your 11:30 show."

Jenna regretted mentioning the strip club as soon as she said it.

"Yeah, I remember you mentioning it. By the way, how did the rest of your date go with your son after you left the club?" Aimee flashed Jenna a wicked smile.

"Don't know what you are talking about." Feigning innocence, Jenna started to pull the weight plates off the bar.

Aimee reached over and stopped her, putting a hand on hers. Leaning in, she whispered in Jenna's ear.

"You know, the date where you brought your gorgeous son to the strip club and let him finger fuck his porn star mother."

Jenna could feel Aimee's hot breath on the side of her face. There was no use in denying that the date was completely innocent. Jenna opted to be obtuse.

"We had a pleasant evening. We ended up going home after the club. It was nice to get out."

"I bet that wasn't the only thing that happened."

"No that was pretty much it. Rich and my youngest son were in California that weekend, so I hung out with Will."

Jenna flashed a smile and Aimee made a comment about 'hanging out' with Will.

As Jenna loaded up the inclined bench with weights, Aimee mentioned that there was a new stripper at the club named Mande. She asked if Rich and her would like to visit the club tonight. The new stripper is from the local college and apparently was a gymnast in high school.

"Rich and the boys are out of town. Rich's brother died earlier in the week and they are attending his funeral."

Aimee gave Jenna an inquisitive look after offering her condolences. Jenna briefly explained the problem with her sister-in-law. Jenna thought that a drink and some pussy might be just the thing she needed tonight. She promised Aimee that she'd come to the club tonight and, after setting a time, she flopped down on the bench to resume her workout.

After she'd gotten back from the gym, she traded text messages with Rich. The guys had arrived at their destination in Ohio and were just getting their rental car. She texted each of her sons to see how they were doing. It was close to seven in the evening when she pulled on a black dress, forgoing panties and bra.

She decided that she needed a drink and didn't want to make dinner for herself, so a stop at the Vegas strip prior to going to the club would suffice. She visited one of her favorite restaurants at the high-end hotel with the fountains out front. She liked their steaks and had on more than one occasion met a suitor there for dinner prior to going upstairs to fuck a big, black cock.

Jenna pulled into the parking lot of the strip club just a little before ten. As she climbed out of Rich's truck, she thought she looked silly driving it in a sexy black dress and 5-inch 'fuck me' heels. The boys had taken her SUV, since it would be easier to park at the airport. She smiled at a group of older guys that parked a few spaces down from her and were just getting out of their car.

"Hi James". It was the normal bouncer for Friday night.

"Hi Jenna. Are you here alone?"

"Yeah, Rich is out of town and Aimee asked me to come to see a new dancer."

They exchanged small talk for a minute more and then she said hello to Lilly, the woman that worked the front counter.

Jenna made a straight line to the bar and grabbed a drink. The crowd was average for an early Friday evening. A red head was spreading her legs on stage for a group of college age guys. Jenna couldn't see everything, but it looked like she was spreading her pussy lips open for them. Dollar bills started flying from five of the guys and the stripper started smiling.

Jenna looked for a place to sit and started heading over to one of the red couches as she continued to watch the stripper. Jenna bumped into a patron, a big guy who looked to be a local. He smiled down at her, looking at her tits as she apologized for not paying attention to where she was walking. The guy had to be well over six feet tall and almost as wide. As she moved around the guy she ran straight into soft golden blonde hair. As the hair moved from the owner's face, she locked eyes with the woman.

'OH FUCK' she thought to herself.

"Becky?"

"Jenna?"

They both said the other's name at the same time. Jenna looked at Will's girlfriend. She was dressed in a short skirt, a silk tank top and heels. Each woman couldn't help but look at the other.

"What are you doing here?"

Again, both said it at the same time. It was Jenna that spoke next.

"Are you working here?"

Jenna hoped that Becky was not the new stripper that Aimee told her about. A lot of the strippers use fake names, so it was possible that Becky could be Mande.

"No, I don't work here. I'm here to see a friend. How about you?"

Jenna didn't know if the question was meant to ask if she was stripping at the club or something more innocuous.

"I go to the same gym as a woman that works here. She invited me here tonight to see someone."

"You look hot."

Jenna couldn't believe what Becky said. She could feel the young woman's eyes undressing her. As she leaned in because of the music, she could smell the alcohol on her breath and perfume in her hair. Jenna wondered if it was the booze talking.

"Thanks sweetie. You look very nice too."

Jenna had seen much more of Becky on Will's blog.

"So, who is your friend?"

Jenna listed to Becky as she explained that her friend is someone she's known since middle school and that she just started stripping at the club. It turns out that Becky's friend was the same stripper that Aimee had asked Jenna to come see at the club Becky expressed amazement at the club and the naked or nearly naked women circulating with the customers. Jenna wasn't too surprised to hear that Becky had never visited a strip club before.

"I hate to admit it, but I come here a couple of times a month. I'm really good friends with a stripper named Aimee and she asks me to come here all the time."

Becky just smiled at Jenna and leaned in closer. "I think the women here are hot."

"Do you want to get a drink and sit down?"

Becky nodded her head yes. Jenna grabbed the young woman's hand and headed in the direction of the couches in the back of the club. They found an open couch, which was the same one that Jenna and Will sat on several weeks before. The waitress came by the table and Jenna ordered a vodka cranberry and Becky said that she'd have one too. As they waited for their drinks, they chatted about the latest stripper on the stage, a young Latino with small tits and a tight ass. A few minutes later, they were toasting to beautiful naked women and downing their drinks.

Becky leaned in close to Jenna, her body rubbing up against the porn star. Jenna could see that Becky's nipples were hard nubs rubbing against her blouse. It was obvious that she hadn't worn a bra tonight and her tits jiggled as the women chatted and Becky laughed at something Jenna said.

The two chatted about the next stripper to take the stage. A brunette with C-cups and athletic build. Jenna noticed immediately when Becky set her hand down on Jenna's but didn't move it away at the feel of skin to skin contact.

The music playing was especially loud as the stripper removed her panties to reveal a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair above bald pussy lips. Jenna didn't hear Becky and asked the young woman to repeat her question.

"Would you ever take your clothes off in front of other people like this?" Becky leaned in closer to Jenna, her breath hot in her ear.

Becky knew the answer to that question and Jenna wondered why she asked it. Was it the booze that caused it because most young women wouldn't ask that question to their boyfriends Mom? Then again, Jenna was not the average middle-aged Mom.

"I might do it, if the circumstances were right" Jenna smiled at Becky as she leaned in close so the young woman could hear her.

Becky's face was a few inches from Jenna. She asked what she meant by conditions.

After thinking a moment, Jenna told her that it would have to be some place where no one knew her at all. It would most likely be in another state. It might be a girl's weekend to Florida and there would have to be booze, lots and lots of booze. Jenna described how she'd strip for the men in the club. She pointed out that most of her middle-aged friends would never be caught dead in a strip club, so there isn't even a remote possibility of this happening.

Jenna focused on the two fingers rubbing her hand. The pressure on her hand got progressively firmer as she discussed the potential situation under which she would shed her clothes in front of people. It was a lie and both women privately knew it. Becky was excited more than before; her tiny nubs had grown to firm nipples poking out from her breasts. Both women hooted and yelled as the stripper on stage spread her pussy for the crowd.

"How about you, would you take your clothes off in front of a crowd like this and spread your pussy like her?" Jenna's face was inches from Becky's

Jenna watched as Becky pondered the question. She knew the answer before her mouth opened. The hand on hers pressed down and grasped a few of her fingers.​