The massage continued on his legs and Amy instructed Wendy to pay very particular attention to Mike's thighs from this angle. Wendy's fingers were becoming more confident and smooth as they rubbed up and down his thighs and slipped down onto his inner and outer thighs periodically. Mike's cock was now practically throbbing from his own extreme excitement as it stood straight up off him like a flagpole. Just before she finished her massage Mike felt a jolt of energy shoot through him when one of her fingers seemed to accidentally brush against his balls as she let them slip up just slightly higher on his thighs than she had done before.
Amy complimented Wendy on being a fast learner and then added, "I would ask Mike how he enjoyed your massage but I think we already know the answer to that one." As she spoke the end of the sentence she made an obvious glance to Mike's hard cock that made both Wendy and Mike blush in embarrassment. "Mike, your robe is over there. Why don't you get up and slip that on and we can start Wendy's massage."
Mike scooted out of bed and kept his back turned to Wendy and Amy as he walked to his robe. He tied it around him and took a deep breath before turning back around toward the bed. Somehow he hadn't quite come to grips with the fact that he would be giving her a similar massage until Amy had told him to put on his robe. He felt a knot in his stomach at the thought that he might cause her to get as excited as he was. In addition to the nerves that thought caused there seemed to be something else there, was it excitement?
Wendy had already removed her robe and was lying on her stomach with only a towel barely covering her ass. Mike moved to the bed and he and Amy repeated the same sequence of events that he had just felt. He had hoped that his own hard on might lessen as he gave the massage but he quickly found that the feel of Amy's soft hands guiding his along his mother's back was very arousing. After a short while her back was coated in a thin layer of oil and his own hands moved easily across her skin after Amy pulled her hands away. Amy whispered gentle instructions to him as he continued the massage and he was further emboldened by his mother's soft moans of pleasure as he worked over her back.
The massage then moved to her legs and Amy guided his hands along her thighs right up to the edge of the towel. Mike was very aware that his fingers were very nearly on her ass. First with Amy's guidance and then on his own he massaged back down her legs before moving back up again. Just as she had done with him she asked Wendy to spread her legs and Wendy immediately responded. Amy urged Mike to caress and rub Wendy's inner thighs and Mike let his fingers slide around the sides of each of her legs just as she had done to him.
Mike really had to marvel at his mom's body as she lay beneath him now as his hands ran all over her. Yes, she had some of the wrinkles and signs of aging that one would expect on a 43 year old woman, but her skin felt remarkably firm and young to his touch. He could definitely feel the signs that she had been working out so regularly as firm muscle met his fingers in areas where one would usually expect to encounter soft "flab" on women her age.
Mike had become so engrossed in rubbing her legs and particularly her thighs that when Amy finally told Wendy to roll over he was a little surprised. He sat up and watched as she immediately rolled over onto her back without any of the hesitations he had done. Mike looked away for a moment as he didn't want to appear to be staring at her as she rolled over.
Mike looked back down at Wendy after a moment and noticed that Amy had draped the towel again over her pussy. However, Mike was completely caught off guard when he caught a short glimpse of his mom's naked tits. Amy had reached back into her bag and had pulled out another piece of cloth that she began laying over Wendy's tits, but just before she had set the new cloth down Mike's eyes had moved to her tits and he froze at the sight of them.
His look at them was brief, but from what he noticed it looked like their shape and look betrayed little of her true age. They did seem to sag slightly off to the side as she lay there, but Mike thought that they held their shape remarkably well given their size. If it had been anyone else lying there, Mike would easily have admitted that the slight sag made them appear all the more appealing and sexy to him.
Amy began massaging Wendy's shoulders from the front and giving instructions to Mike, but Mike moved his focus to looking at the new cloth that she had draped over Wendy's tits. Instead of being just a towel, Amy had placed a thin swatch of a black, lacy material across Wendy. Technically, the cloth did cover her tits, but it was thin enough that it really only covered a thin strip leaving parts of her tits exposed to Mike's view both above and below the fabric. Even though Amy continued talking to Mike and offering him pointers as she continued massaging Wendy's shoulders and arms he didn't hear a single word she said as he was lost staring at his mother's tits before him.
Mike's head raced as he fought a losing battle to pry his eyes away from them. The thin, lacy fabric seemed to cling to her large tits in a way that made them look very appealing. Mike felt another surge of excitement in his still rock hard cock when he noticed that he could now clearly see Wendy's excited nipples poking out obviously against the fabric.
"Mike, are you ready?" he heard Amy ask. From her tone it was clear that this wasn't the first time she had tried to get his attention. Mike finally muttered "yes" and tried to regain his composure but when he looked at her he saw that both Amy and Wendy were looking back at him and surely they knew what he had been doing.
Amy just gave him a soft smile and softly asked him to move up toward her. He didn't really want to make eye contact with Wendy for fear of his own embarrassment at being caught so obviously staring at her, but something still made him glace down at her. He quickly recognized the expression on her face as representing the same mix of confusion, embarrassment, and excitement that he felt. It was the excitement that truly seemed to affect Mike. Her facial features almost seemed concerned, but there was something in the gleam of her eyes that seemed to betray her own excitement.
Mike moved up next to Amy and she guided his hands all over Wendy's shoulders and arms before moving below her tits and rubbing her stomach and sides. As she guided his fingers she brought him right to the edge of Wendy's tits many times. Each time Mike felt a knot in his stomach at the thought the he and Amy might simultaneously caress his mom's tits, but each time she moved his fingers away just centimeters from the objects of his lust.
When Amy slipped her hands away Mike continued to softly massage her stomach. As his fingers moved over her oily skin he marveled at how lean she had become. Gone was the little stomach that he always remembered her having and gone were the small rolls on her sides. He let his hands run over and over her stomach and down both of her sides. As she had done to him he let his fingers move right to the very edge of the towel over her pussy. He could feel his own excitement begin to take over some of his restraint and he began to let his fingers linger ever so slightly at the edge of the towel when he knew he was close to her pussy.
Eventually he moved his hands upward over her stomach again and he began to focus on her skin just below the black lacy material over her tits. Amy continued to softly whisper advice or suggestions to him on how to rub Wendy and he eagerly went about his work. He glanced up at his mom's face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head rolled slightly to the side with a blissful expression on her face that further encouraged him in his work.