“Oh God, Cathy. You feel so good,” Mike moaned.
Mike woke up Saturday morning in a beautiful woman's bed. He tried to feel guilty but he couldn’t. It had been too wonderful and Sara had obviously enjoyed it as much as he. He looked around and realized they had fallen asleep in Sara’s room. It looked so innocent in the bright light of morning. He looked down at her, so beautiful in sleep, so innocent looking herself. She was still asleep so he rolled from bed and went about getting ready for the day.
He was fixing breakfast when she strolled into the kitchen wearing one of his shirts and the look of a satisfied woman. “Morning,” she said.
“Good morning,” he said smiling. “Breakfast?”
“I’m starving. Somebody made me burn a lot of calories last night,” she said.
“Complaining?”
“No, glorying in it. Let’s do it again,” she said.
“Now?” he asked.
“After breakfast,” she said sliding into her chair at the table.
Mike looked at Sara, She looked so happy. He struggled one last time with the accepted mores. He couldn’t find it in himself to deny Sara the happiness she so obviously felt and desired. With that, the social bans were dispelled. He and she were outside the norm. There wasn’t anything wrong with being different as long as they both were happy and not harming anyone else and more importantly, no busybodies found out.
After breakfast Sara went and cleaned up. Mike went into the den and watched Florida trounce Tennessee. Phil Fulmer had one good year and that was years ago. 'It’s about time to get a new coach,' Mike thought.
Sara came in a while later and snuggled into the easy chair with Mike. They sat in companionable silence watching the game. During a commercial Mike said, “You know we never did settle the dating question.”
Sara looked up at her father, “But, how can we now?”
“Lots of ways. We can agree to you dating boys and we can still agree to be here for each other. I mean, I wouldn’t worry as much if you knew you could crawl in bed with me after a date. It might keep you from doing something in the heat of passion.”
Sara looked at Mike. “You just want the boys to do your work for you. They romance me and you get the benefit when I get home,” she said poking him in the ribs.
“Hey, nobody said I was stupid,” he said laughing. “Seriously, I think dating others would be good for you and for me. We can’t marry, and some day you are going to want to find that special guy.”
“You are special,” she said.
“I know, but I mean the guy who can be the father of your children. You need to date and find out how to find that guy. You need experience meeting and evaluating men, or you will make a mistake later. And I need to erase seventeen years of not living,” he said.
“But you won’t have sex, will you?” she asked.
“If you make and keep the same promise,” he said.
“Deal,” she said. “Okay, you call Cathy and take her out and I won’t be too jealous.”
He smiled, “And you bat your eyes at that tall blonde kid and tell him how handsome he is until he asks you out.”
“Josh,” she said. “No, not him. Maybe Regi. He’s cute.”
Mike laughed, “Go for the cute ones now. But remember, the cute ones wind up working for the nerds.”
Mike called Cathy that afternoon. Cathy was shocked that Mike was calling, so sure she was that he never had any real interest. Curious, she decided to accept to see what the heck was behind it all.
They went to dinner and a movie followed by a shared piece of pie. Mike was fun and attentive. Cathy had a wonderful time. When he dropped her off they stood on her porch. She felt like a teenager again waiting and wondering. He didn’t disappoint her leaning in for a kiss which turned passionate. She almost asked him to take her somewhere that very night.
It was a few days later that Sara was over studying with Samantha. After they were done, Cathy engaged the girls in conversation. “Sara, what did you do to your father? That was the best date I’ve ever been on.”
Sara hadn’t been expecting the question so she had no lie prepared. Instead she blushed and mumbled.
Like any good mother Cathy knew she had found a string that needed pulling until it unraveled. “Hmm, it seems there is something you need to tell me.”
Sara glanced guiltily at Samantha, then at Cathy. She shook her head. Cathy had become the mother Sara didn’t have. As she grew, it was Cathy who was there to help her with her questions. Cathy had gone with her to buy her first bra. Cathy was the person who answered her questions at menarche. She was like a mom, and Sara emotionally regarded her that way. So Cathy had the advantages all mothers have: guilt, fear, and respect.
“Sara, what just made you blush?” she asked levelly but with that little bit of oomph mothers have.
“I can’t tell you,” she said the blush deepening.
“I asked you what you did to your dad and that’s what made you blush. You did something to break him out of the past. Was it what I said that gave you the idea?” Cathy asked.
Sara nodded.
“What would make a man who was unhappily locked in the past for years suddenly seem happy and cheerful and so full of fun?” Cathy stared at Sara willing her to tell.
“It wasn’t on purpose. It just happened,” Sara blurted out.
“Well, then you can’t be blamed. What happened?” Cathy asked.
Sara couldn’t believe she had blurted it out. She hadn’t really, but since she felt the secret so plainly she felt like she already had. “I was just going to pretend like I was mom, you know, and I would shock him into the present.”
Cathy was no one’s fool. She already suspected what might have happened based on Sara’s behavior and the clues. “Okay, start at the beginning and tell me what happened.”
Sara did. She told about her plans to simulate Hailey. How well it all seemed to be going. Then, Sara told the two women how it just sort of went off the rails. Cathy was a good listener, encouraging and never showing shock or opinion. Sara explained how her dad had been shocked when he came back and how she had to convince him not to be. She finished her story with their agreement to let the incident fade into the past. Sara didn’t mention their later agreement.
That’s when Samantha finally said something. “Oh my God. That’s disgusting.” Sara felt the tears start.
Cathy laughed, “Do be quiet, Samantha. Like you’re so perfect.”
“Mom,” Samantha yelled.
“Okay, you want truth. How about this. Have you ever fantasized about your brother, Roger?” Cathy gave her the mom stare. Now it was Samantha’s turn to blush. “Okay, now we have that settled.”
“But we never did anything,” Samantha said.
“So don’t be jealous that Sara did and you failed,” Cathy said. Samantha’s mouth hung open but no sounds came out.
“You don’t think I’m awful?” Sara asked.
“No dear. That was one of the bravest things I’ve ever heard. You saved your father’s life and I think he realizes it. Even though he was physically alive, in fact he was dead to this world. I can’t believe the change in him. I admit, it isn’t the recommended therapy, but it sure worked,” Cathy said.
Samantha still looked confused and Sara a bit daunted. “Okay, it’s time for you girls to learn a little about the world. When it comes to sex the real world is nothing like the world people talk about. People lie about sex and keep hidden what they really do. And the two biggest things they lie about are adultery and incest. There is a lot of adultery and there is way more incest than people admit.” Cathy paused and looked at the girls. She had their attention and she could see she was challenging their preconceived notions. They both had that unsettled look people get when they begin to realize their unquestioned assumptions might just not be right. “My first time was with my brother.”
“Mom!” Samantha screamed. “With Uncle Jack?”
Cathy nodded. “I am just glad Roger is off at college now. I suspect there would be a little nighttime activity if he were here.” Samantha’s blush confirmed Cathy’s thought.
To Sara, “Would you mind sharing your father with an older woman?”
Sara was surprised that Cathy would want to date her father now that she knew. “You still want to date dad?”
“Absolutely. We had a great time. I had to hold back from dragging him into my bed that night,” Cathy said.
“MOM!” Samantha shouted. “I don’t want to hear that. That is like, way too much information.”
Cathy laughed. “Excuse me, but how do you think you came along. Your dad and I had to go at it for six months before I caught. Of course, that was a great six months.”
Samantha was blushing furiously and even Sara laughed nervously. Samantha gave Sara a look which made Cathy and Sara laugh harder. “I can’t help it I’m the only one to save herself,” she said righteously.
“Oh please. You just didn’t have the courage or you would have sneaked into your brother's room just like I did when I was your age,” Cathy said. Again, Samantha’s blush confirmed it. "But Roger wouldn't have... with me? Would he?" Samantha asked almost more to herself. "Ask him next time he comes home," Cathy said. "Oh God. I couldn't," Samantha blurted out not realizing that the way she said it confirmed to the other two that she had thought about it and wanted to. Cathy turned back to Sara, “Well maybe Sara will want to date Roger then. Not to change the subject," Cathy said as the two girls both looked surprised and intrigued. "So, is it okay if I date your dad?”
Sara had to make a decision. If her dad was going to have sex with anyone, she thought Cathy should be the one. She was practically her mom anyway. Smiling, Sara said. “Yeah, I guess. Just don’t tell us all the details.”
Samantha seconded that, “Yeah, no details.”
Cathy picked up the phone, “Hi Mike. How about you taking me out Saturday?” A pause. “No, she’s here and she told me it was okay for her almost mom to date her real dad.” Another pause. “I’m looking forward to it.” She hung up the phone.
Cathy looked at Sara, “Still okay?”
She nodded, “Have fun but no details.” They all laughed.
The date went off as planned. Cathy and Mike both had fun. On the way home Cathy had Mike pull off the road and into a quiet park. They found a place dark and isolated. After Mike had turned off the motor the only sounds were those of the night insects.
“Okay, I think we need to put everything on the table,” Cathy said. Mike nodded. “I had a talk with Sara.”
Mike said, “Sara told me.”
“How much?” Cathy asked.
“Well, she told me about telling you and Samantha about what happened with us. She also told me about you and your brother and about Samantha fantasizing about her brother. I was kind of thunderstruck. I mean…”
Cathy cut in, “Mike, it happens a lot. Nobody talks about it but it happens a lot. I think what Sara did was one of the bravest and most intuitive things I’ve ever heard of a seventeen-year-old doing. It probably saved your life.”
“I know it. I am so proud of her,” Mike said.
“And I get to benefit,” Cathy said. “Did she tell you what I said after our date?”
Mike nodded, “Uh, yes.”
Her hand snaked into his lap and found his cock. She started massaging it and it quickly responded. Mike was jittery and there was something that puzzled Cathy. She remembered what it was. “I was surprised that Sara let me date you. I would have thought that a normal woman would have wanted you to herself.” She waited but there was only silence.
He was holding something back. “There is something else?” He said nothing telling her that there was. “I could always use my mom tactics on Sara.”
“Dammit woman,” he swore without malice. Grabbing her hand he said, “Stop, so I can think.”
Laughing, “That’s why I was doing this so the blood would run south and you couldn’t think and would just answer my question.”
“Witch,” he said, both of them laughing. “Sara didn’t finish the story. She thought about it for several days, then told me she didn’t want to stop.”
“Makes sense,” Cathy said. “I sure didn’t let my brother stop once we started.”
“Yes, well,” Mike said. “We didn’t stop at one either.”
Cathy kept stroking Mike’s cock which was hard in his pants. “Exactly what was your agreement when Sara let you date?”
“Um, that she wouldn’t be cut off.”
“Little vixen. She’s willing to share but not get cut off,” Cathy said. Squeezing his cock, “Well, I can see why. And I did ask if I could share. Share it is.” She fished his cock out of his pants as she also pushed her underwear off.
“You know, we are too old for this car seat crap. We’ll need to find a better place,” as she straddled his lap. She held his cock straight up and settled over him his cock sliding deep into her pussy. “It’s been too long,” Cathy moaned as she ground down around the base of his cock.
“Oh God, Cathy. You feel so good,” Mike moaned.
“As good as Sara? You don’t have to answer that,” she said giggling, her head by his ear. “I just want a good fuck,” as she began fucking herself on Mike’s cock.
And that’s what she gave herself.
When he got home he slipped into his bedroom only to find Sara asleep in his bed. He undressed quickly and was about to go into the bath for a quick shower when she rolled over and saw him.
“Hi Daddy.”
“Hi.”
“How was the date?” she asked.
“Fine,” he said. “I was about to take a shower.”
“Why?” Sara asked. “Just come to bed.” He hesitated. She patted the bed next to her.
Mike crawled in and rolled away. Sara snuggled up behind, her hand coming over to find his cock. It was sticky with cum.
“Oh, I see. Cathy did have a good time,” she said.
“Sara,” he said.
“Where did you take Cathy?”
“Center Park,” he said.
“You guys did it in the car?” she asked astonished.
“Sara,” he tried again to stop her questioning.
“You could have come home,” she said rubbing in the salt.
“And find you in my bed,” he said.
“I would have moved over,” she said.
Mike knew she was teasing him now. “Next time I will. Now I want to go to sleep.”
“Tired you out, huh?” she asked.
He knew there was no answer to that. He switched out the light.
Sara snuggled back up to him. “I love you.”
Mike smiled. “I love you too, sweetie. Good night.”
“I’m glad you and Cathy had fun. You know I really think of her as almost a mom,” she said.
“I know. Let’s get some sleep,” Mike said hopeful the inquisition would stop.
The next night Sara and Samantha were studying together. Okay, really they were talking about school, boys, and what girls were doing what with whom. There was a pause, then Samantha said, “I think my mom and your dad did it.”
Sara laughed. “Did what?”
“Sara! You know. Did IT.”
“You mean fucked?” Sara asked.
Samantha blushed, “Yes.”
“I know they did. When my dad came home I was sleeping in his bed, He took off his clothes and crawled into bed. So, I rolled over and reached for his cock and it was all sticky with cum,” she said.
Samantha’s face had developed a more and more disbelieving look as Sara told her story. “Gross. You felt his thing after they did it?”
Sara was beginning to realize how much she had changed since she had started having sex. She was looking at things like a woman, not like an ignorant little girl. “Samantha, quit calling it a thing and quit saying, did it. They fucked and it’s a cock. Jeez. You’d think we were in eighth grade.”
Samantha’s mouth opened but nothing came out. She could tell her friend was serious and combined with basically the same admonition she had received from her mom, Samantha found herself having to reconsider just what she thought. It would take a few days, but the process had started.
“It’s just hard to imagine Mom having sex. I don’t know why... I guess, I just don’t think of her like that,” Samantha said.
“Yeah, I mean, I would never thought about my dad and sex until, well, it just sort of happened.”
“You really didn’t mean to do it?” Samantha asked.
“No, I was totally surprised,” Sara said.
“And you don’t think your dad, well, wanted to do it with you?”
“God, Samantha, if you saw his face when he came back you’d know. I was scared. He looked so… I don’t know, disgusted with himself. I know he didn’t think it was me. He really thought it was mom,” Sara said.
There was a moment of silence as they both thought. “So, would you do it with your brother?” Sara asked.
“Now you’re saying do it,” Samantha accused.
“Just so you don’t freak,” Sara teased her.
“Fine.” Then she paused as she really thought about what Sara had asked. It was a part of the inner dialogue that had started minutes before. “I don’t know. I might,” she said.
“Would you do it with my dad?” Sara asked.
“Sara! You and Mom are both already…” she ran out of words as she looked at her best friend asking her if she would fuck her father. “He wouldn’t. Would he?”
“I know he thinks you’re pretty hot. I think he would if you handled it right,” she said. "I might be willing to share Dad if you shared Roger."
Samantha’s eyes gazed off into some distant thought. Sara let her be for the moment.
The moment was broken by Cathy coming into the study. “What are you guys doing?”
“I was just asking Samantha if she would like to fuck my dad.” Sara said.
Cathy was taken aback, expecting some non-committal teenager answer to her question like, ‘Nuthin.’ She saw Samantha blush so it probably was what they were talking about. “Oh,” Cathy said as she perched on the sofa.
“Samantha, do you want to have sex with Mike?” Cathy asked.
Samantha blushed a deep red. “I don’t know. I mean, it just seems weird that I’d have sex with Sara’s dad while you both are having sex with him.”
“If neither of us were having sex with him, would you then?” Cathy asked.
Samantha thought about that for a few moments. “I suppose…”
“Okay, you want to have sex with Mike but you don’t know about how it would all work,” Cathy summarized.
“It sounds weird when you put it that way, Mom. But I suppose that’s true,” Samantha said. “I mean, when Sara talks about how good it feels and I’ve never done it.” She turned to Sara, “Don’t say anything.” She turned back to Cathy, “Never had sex.” Sara giggled as Samantha continued, “I do want to find out what it’s like. Is Mike a good lover? I mean, Sara only has one experience and I was just wondering if Mike...” Samantha stumbled and looked at Sara realizing it might look like she was running down Sara’s dad.
Sara turned to Cathy, “He sure seems great to me. But Samantha’s right. Is Dad good?”
Samantha breathed a sigh of relief that Sara hadn’t taken offense.
Cathy took a deep breath. “Listen girls. I’m not exactly the town slut. I’ve had a few different lovers, don’t ask how many because I’ll lie.” They all giggled. “But in my limited experience, Mike is great. If you wanted a good lover for your first experience, I think Mike would probably be as good as you could get.”
“But how would I…” Samantha blushed as she looked at her mother.
“If you are asking me how to seduce a man, that is the easy part. They did a study where an attractive woman randomly asked men if they wanted to date her. Fifty percent said yes. When she randomly asked men if they wanted to take her back to her apartment and have sex, seventy-five percent said yes and the rest asked for a rain check since their girlfriend or wife was waiting for them. As long as the guy isn’t worried about ‘getting caught’ you can seduce him. All you have to do is ask,” Cathy said.
“No way,” Sara and Samantha both said.
Cathy nodded, “Way. So the question is, do you want to seduce Mike?”
Samantha looked at Sara. “Just do it,” Sara said laughing.
“I can’t believe you are telling me to seduce your own dad,” Samantha said.
Sara laughed, “Why not? He’ll like it and I know you’ll like it.”
Samantha looked at Cathy. Cathy told her, “It’s up to you. You are old enough to make up your own mind. You just have to have the responsibility to take the bad with the good.” Cathy looked at her daughter and waited.
“I think I’d like to,” Samantha said.
Sara threw her arms around her friend, “That’s cool.” She pulled back, “Operation get Samantha laid starts today.” The girls laughed while Cathy shook her head, a smile on her face.
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