Jim pulled his hand back suddenly. "Are you serious?"
Katie looked oddly at him, then said "Of course I'm serious. Don't you think I'd be great at it? I mean, look at me," she said, stepping back so that Jim could see all of her body. At the moment, she was topless, but still wearing her typical office skirt, pantyhose, and 2-inch heels. "Don't I just have the most fantastically fuckable body?"
Jim just stared, then whispered "Yeah." Part of him was shocked that he even admitted that ... about his own mother. But it was true. It was so true. His mom was totally hot. She could totally work as a stripper. Hell, she could even work as a whore. Jim imagined his mother dressed in slutty clothes, sucking some guy's dick and it made his own dick grow even harder.
"You know, you should be a stripper too, honey," Katie told her daughter.
"Really? You think so?"
"Oh yeah, you've got an awesome body."
Teresa seemed like she was thinking for a moment, then she suddenly smiled. "Let's go apply now."
"Wait, what about school?" Jim asked, breaking his gaze from his mother.
"Fuck it," Teresa said. "I'd rather strip."
"That's the spirit, honey," Katie said.
Jim stared at his sister, then his mother. What was happening? It was like his whole family was slowly becoming perverted. And he was okay with it! Well, until now. But that was probably because he was thinking hard about it. Thinking rationally about it. He wasn't letting all the erotic imagery happening before him get to him. But he could feel the lust coming back.
He had to do something to make this stop! But what could he do? He wasn't even sure what was making it happen in the first place.
