Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Androgyne

Reworked by JetBoy for Juicy Secrets

As I step out of the shower, I realise how a vampire is supposed to feel when the thirst is on her. The hunger, the need — it takes priority over all other considerations, and the need is on me tonight, burning hard and deep.

Barely rubbed dry, I dump my towel onto the bathroom’s tiled floor and stride into the bedroom. Reaching for the body mist canister, on the dressing table, I envelop my naked body in a flowery haze, as I stand in front of the mirror. Still looking pretty good for forty-one, I tell myself.

I’m tallish though not towering, heavy breasts above the firm curve of my belly that bounce slightly as I move. My rounded thighs meet in the shaven triangle of my vulva and the damp sheen on my pouting labia isn’t just from the shower. I’m horny as hell and I need to get laid right away. Past time to get dressed and out to search for what I need to scratch my sexy itch.

On nights like these, the keyword is lightly-dressed. No panties or bra for starters, no stockings or tights… just a short pleated skirt, white blouse, and a pair of light moccasins since I’m driving.

I run a comb through my medium length brown hair, scoop up the car keys from the dresser, and then scamper downstairs toward the front door, pausing only to pick up my wallet before tapping in the alarm code to secure the house. Closing the front door behind me, I turn the key in the deadlock. The alarm on my people carrier bleeps as I press on the fob while trotting towards the big vehicle.

It’s late September, though the weather is still mild. If I feel a chill later there’s always the car’s heater, and I’ve a nylon windbreaker on the back seat. Sliding behind the steering wheel, I turn on the engine and reverse out of the driveway and into the crescent. Driving off into the gathering darkness, I know exactly where I’m heading for, Concert Road, and the area off it. It’s a happy hunting ground, most times!

The Concert, as its known locally, is an area of little housing and less shops. It’s mainly light industrial premises, so after dark it’s pretty much deserted. That is, until the working girls come out to play. At this time of night, I expect to find just what I’m looking for and badly need, someone to put out the fires building deep inside me the only way they can be extinguished — with a warm, wet mouth on my pussy.

I know this area like the back of my hand, so I’m there in no time. The first one I spot is pacing near a set of traffic lights. She’s not unattractive. but heavy built. I prefer them slender or skinny, so I cruise on by. The next qualifies on physique, but she looks really rough. I figure she’s on drugs or sick or both, so I pass her by as well.

Turning onto Calder Street, I can see someone in the distance, drawing closer. I begin to think, This could be the one.

She’s standing in the mouth of an alley, under a sodium street light. In the orange glow I can begin to make the girl out as I slow down to halt just short of her hangout. From here I can see that she’s tall, thin, young, and blond. In fact she’s really young, which suits me fine. The younger they are, the keener they are to please, less likely to just go through the motions. I flick the headlights on and off a couple of times to attract the girl’s attention, then wait as she ambles over.

There’s a chance she won’t take a lady customer; some of the girls and ladies won’t. That seems strange to me — why would a street girl who’ll take a cock up her rear without a condom have a problem with fingering a lady’s pussy?

At least I feel fairly confident that the police won’t be bothering me. They periodically have a blitz on kerb crawlers, but they’re hardly likely to worry about a lady who stops to ask for directions from someone standing on a corner. Also, in their innocence, they seem to find it hard to believe that a housewife would be out to pick up a hooker.

Coming nearer, I can see that this girl is really young. She’s loaded on the makeup, but looks no more than thirteen, and she’s kitted out about as provocatively as she can be. Her calf-length boots are loose on her because her legs are thin, as are her thighs — clearly visible, since her skirt is as brief as one of those fringe things you wrap around a birthday cake. Up close now, I can even see a flash of her panties. These are black, of course, and through the fine mesh of the girl’s blouse, her tiny breasts and perky little nipples draw my eyes.

Tapping the switch to roll down the window, I slide over to her side to make my play. “You wanna do some business, baby?”

She looks cool and unconcerned as she shrugs and moves closer, right up to my car’s door.

“Sure, lady, why not? I don’t do rough stuff and I don’t let my customers do it to me. Otherwise, anything goes.”

Jesus, she’s just what I’m after. I’m getting excited and hot just looking at her. The girl’s face is thin — like her body, but just as pretty, while her blond hair is fine, silky and cut really short.

Swinging open the passenger door, I gesture her inside. When she settles on the seat, that tiny skirt rides up high over her thin thighs to reveal the taut triangle of those skimpy black panties. She’s also wearing black and yellow hooped stockings, folded over just above her knees.

God, I want this so badly I’m shaking. “What’s your name, baby?”

“Chrissie! Christine, really, but everyone calls me Chrissie.”

“Okay, Chrissie. I’ll drive us somewhere quiet, where we won’t be disturbed. Do you know Purslow Park? Plenty of privacy there.”

Flipping open the glove compartment, I scramble a thin sheaf of banknotes out of my wallet and hand them to her. “Is that okay with you?”

She folds them and pushes them into the breast pocket of her blouse, scarcely seeming to look at them — but I’m sure she knows exactly what I’m paying her.

The girl dazzles me with a smile. “Lady, for that you get whatever you want, as often as you want!”

I’ve started the car once she’s hooked up her seat belt and we’re away down the deserted street. My hand drops onto her lean thigh to gently caress it.

“How long have you been doing this, baby? Don’t your folks worry about where you are at this time of night?”

She makes a face. “What the fuck do you care? Are you a social worker? You wanna talk, or do you want me to screw you?”

“Calm down baby, I’m just asking. You got paid and I’m gonna get fucked as good as you can do me. I’m just curious is all.”

“Oh, well I don’t suppose it’ll hurt to tell you. Dad’s in gaol, and Mum’s pissed most of the time. I do this for the money, what else? If I didn’t I’d have nothing to wear and fuck all to eat half the time. Are you happy, now you know?”

“I’m happy we’re heading for the park, baby. We’ll be there soon.”

The dark skies have now descended into a steady rain, which is good since not much will be moving in the park. The windscreen wipers are on fast, and my fingers are pressing against the crotch of Chrissie’s lacy panties.

She eases back in her seat and makes a noise a little like a cat purring. “You’re paying me, y’know! Do you get off on this?”

“My name’s Francis; my friends call me Frankie. And yes, I do get off on this. I love feeling up a girl and getting her panties damp.”

Right then, I swing my car left into Purslow Park. Through the curtain of rain, I can see that the place is almost deserted. A couple of cars parked, maybe people doing just what I’m gagging for. I hiss past them and head for a secluded spot under the trees. Swinging my car around, I reverse into the undergrowth and then shut off the engine. I can hear the car pinging as it cools, but the loudest sound is the rain rattling onto the roof.

“Let’s get into the back, baby. There’s more room there.”

I’ve got the car doors locked — it’s nighttime in an almost deserted park, and I don’t want any intruders bent on robbery or worse. In semi-darkness, I settle on the back seat, then turn to face my pick up.

“Warm me up first, Chrissie. I love having my nipples sucked, so start with them.”

Her movements are smooth as single malt scotch as she effortlessly pops open the buttons of my blouse from top to bottom, then tugs it out of the waistband of my skirt, over my shoulders, and completely off. Her mouth settles over one swollen nipple while her fingers tweak and tug at the other. I shift about on the seat, moaning softly with pleasure at how good it feels. Her sharp little teeth clamp down hard enough to cause pain… but I love the pain, and love it even more when she flicks her tongue at the tip of my breast. Then she twists my other nipple so hard that I yelp.

“God, Frankie, you got great nips; so big and hard.”

While she’s working my breasts, Chrissie slips her free hand under my skirt, up my thigh, then paused in mid-motion as she realises I’m wearing no panties. She recovers from this surprise quickly enough, though, and slides her fingers through the slick folds of my labia, probing the puffy lips till I’m wriggling on the seat cover, panting with helpless desire.

Pulling her lips from my bloated nipple with a smack as she withdraws her hand from under my skirt, Chrissie flashes me a wicked grin. “Y’wanna see all of me, Frankie?”

My throat’s so thick and dry I can’t get the words out, so I just give her a vigorous nod. Crossing her arms, she lifts the hem of her skimpy top and tugs it up and over her head. No bra, of course. Her small breasts are tipped with stiff, pointy nipples, and suddenly I want my mouth on them. A brief fumble with a button and zip and she’s wriggled out of her micro skirt. As Chrissie hooks her thumbs into the waistband of the black lace briefs, she smiles with even greater abandon before easing out of the wisp of black nylon.

Her panties dangle from a finger as she opens her thighs for me, showing everything. “Now you see my pussy, Frankie… so tell me, when do I get to lick yours?”

God, I’m absolutely burning for this young girl to do me. I can’t wait any longer, so the words spill from my lips as I flip my skirt up, putting myself on display. “Now, baby, do it now, go down on me!”

Kneeling before me, Chrissie pushes my thighs even farther apart as she leans closer, her breath warm on my wet flesh. Pursing her lips, she lets a stream of warm saliva drizzle on and into my cunt. With a fingertip, she gently smears it around my vulva and labia. Finally, when I think I can’t bear it for one more second, she leans in and kisses my quivering pussy.

I’m writhing on the seat when the tip of her tongue slides deep into my vagina. I throw one leg up onto the seat, stretching myself even wider. I know I can’t hold back, I’m going to come right away.

When it hits, my body bucks and arches like a bow. “Oh fucking hell, baby!” I cry.

I’m jerking and shaking in a brutally hard orgasm that rocks my bloody world, but ends a bit too soon for my liking, and the leg I laid across the seat is throbbing with a cramp, requiring a quick massage with both hands to ease it away.

It’s a good start to my evening, but I want and need more — at least, once my heart slows down and my breathing eases. I glance down at where Chrissie still kneels on the floorboard, and she’s looking up at me with that same wicked smile, her mouth smeared and glistening with my pussy cream.

“You want more, Frankie? Or do you need a rest? Old ladies get tired easy, don’t they?”

Cheeky little fucker! I’m paying good money for this, but sod it — she’s just too good with her mouth for me to get pissed off at for being a smartarse. “No, Chrissie,” I answer back. “I know what I want, and I want it now. I want you to fuck me bowlegged!”

When she stands, head ducked so as to avoid the car roof, I realise how tall she is, almost as tall as I am. I can feel the heat from her thin body as she gets on top of me, those hard little nipples grinding against my bigger, equally hard ones, sending what feels like electric current surging through my breasts. Then she presses her taut little pussy into my wet labia and begins to grind, her eyes dreamy with pleasure.

Fuck my old boots, this young hottie is bloody amazing! There’s an eagerness to Chrissie’s fucking that goes way beyond what she’s getting paid. This kind of enthusiasm can’t be faked — she’s into this in a big way.

Then all I know is ecstasy as she grinds her pussy into mine, her hands clutching my hips as she humps me, smooth and steady. I reach around and cup her silky buttocks, then raise myself to heave back against her, I’m breathing hard, sweat trickling between my breasts. I can feel my release rising inside me like a massive pressure front deep in my vagina, but I’m determined not to come so soon this time.

Her slick flesh slides over mine, and even in my shuddering pre-orgasmic state, I can see that this time Chrissie is on her way to coming with me. Her lips are drawn back, showing good teeth that gleam in the faint light, her head is thrown back, the tendons of her neck in taut relief as the young girl trembles in the face of her approaching climax. She’s pumping her hips faster and faster now, and we’re both on the verge of losing it; but she keeps hammering my crease with hers.

I stiffen, my whole body spasms, and then my orgasm explodes through me as I squirt my pussy nectar all over and into Chrissie’s satiny flesh. Meanwhile, Chrissie is erupting against me, caught up in a huge and shuddering climax of her own that leaves her slumped on top of me. While my heart thunders in my chest and waves of incredible heat and pleasure flood my body, I shake and tremble like a leaf in a gale. The rain is rattling on the roof of my car, and we both lay entwined, breathing like we’ve just run a marathon.

At last I stir, unknot myself from Chrissie’s velvety flesh, then prop my back against the seat while I get myself together once more.

As for Chrissie, she rears back and stretches luxuriously as if she’s waking from a nap. “Satisfied with what you’ve got for your money, Frankie?”

I’m getting value for money, but I’m not quite satisfied yet. “You’re good, baby, and you’re hot — but let’s go one more round!”

She smiles and snakes her way back towards me. “Anything you want, any way you want it, Frankie. You’re still in credit! What’s your pleasure, love?”

“Turn side on to face me, baby, and spread those lovely thighs.”

As she does so, I do the same, so we’re facing each other, my thighs spread wide — though not as wide as Chrissie’s supple body allows hers to go. Reaching forward I trail my fingers through her slick pussy then probe between her labia till I can ease two fingers deep into her pink seashell. Curving them inside the girl’s vagina, I begin to pump them hard into her.

Her hand moves between my sticky thighs to slide not two but three fingers into me, stretching my cunt just enough to make me grunt, then moan with delight. Face to face, we finger fuck each other with increasing vigor, and I try to time things so we get off together.

“Almost there, Chrissie,” I pant, “just a little longer… slower, baby, ooohh yeah. Mmmm, yes, right there, now! I’m gonna come now! Oooooooohhhh!”

Hooking my free arm around Chrissie’s neck, I yank the girl’s face to mine and plaster my lips to hers as we convulse in one more huge orgasm together. It seems to go on and on till we both slump down, burnt out and satisfied at last.

My car reeks of hot pussy, the windows are misted over, and the rain is still a steady drumming on the roof as we start to clean ourselves up. The old sports holdall under the seat yields a towel, some moist clean-up squares, a three-parts-full bottle of mineral water, and a small cylinder of a cheapish body spray, practically unused. In a little while, the evidence of explosive lesbian sex has pretty much vanished.

With Chrissie in the passenger seat beside me and belted in, I start my car up again and head for the park gates. This time, I turn right on the way out to head back the way we came. The rain has become mixed with frequent rattles of hail and I’ve cranked up the heater a bit.

Turning my head, I glance across at Chrissie to make conversation for the first time since we were done fucking.

“I’ll want more of you soon, baby. You’re some talent all right, and there’s more than a few things we didn’t do that we can do next time.”

Chrissie looks a little tired; even her wild sexiness seems to have subsided somewhat. She glances at me from under her lowered lashes. “So you got what you wanted, Frankie? No complaints?”

I give her my best “cougar” smile. “Well, I’m a tad tender after your vigorous attention, baby, but that was well worth it. How about you?”

“Yeah, me too,” she nods. “I came twice and I got paid for it, so I’m cool!”

“You want me to drop you off back at that alley in Calder Street, baby?”

For the first time since she got into my car she doesn’t look sexy, angry, or cocky. Indeed her expression is downright incredulous. As the wipers struggle to keep the screen clear, she turns to me. “Oh, Mum, look at it out there! It’s like the heavens have opened. Let’s go home!”

I can’t help but laugh. “Oh Jesus, Chrissie… the look on your face when I said that! Yeah, of course, we’ll go home. But how was that for role-playing?”

“Amazing, Mum. Can we do it again soon?”

“Oh, not too soon, I’ve got a lot of other exciting ideas lined up for us. Your Auntie Grace has given me one of her old nurse uniforms, so just wait till you find out what we’ll be doing that night! Anyway, let’s get home. Your dad’s on shift till 6 AM… so later on, if we’ve got some energy left, we could try a little late-night loving in your bed.”

Once again, my hand slides under my daughter’s skirt, caresses her slender thigh, then presses against the moist crotch of her skimpy briefs. She wriggles as she grins at me. “You really do like feeling up young girls’ wet panties, don’t you, Mum?”

“Just yours, baby… just yours!”

I accelerate the car as the first twinges of desire begin to return to my dampening pussy, headed for our home — and my daughter’s bedroom.

The End

by Ebo

“Wake up, sleepyhead.”

Dana smiled but didn’t open her eyes. The corners of her mouth turned up even more as Penny’s weight settled on the bed behind her. The covers were pulled up and a warm body pressed against her back. An arm went around her and Dana melted back into her stepmother. Dana sighed as Penny kissed her neck, just above the shoulder.

Glancing at her alarm clock, Dana said, “It’s early.”

It was Saturday, and she had been looking forward to sleeping in. Dana had stayed up late last night, putting the finishing touches on her latest story. According to the clock, she had only been asleep for four hours.

“I know,” Penny said, squeezing her tighter, “but your dad went to work, and I’m naked.”

Laughing, Dana rolled, so she was facing her stepmother. She lifted the comforter and saw the woman wasn’t lying. Dana didn’t drop the comforter back in place right away, admiring Penny’s lovely body. She didn’t get a lot of opportunities to look, and she wasn’t going to pass one up now.

“Why’d Dad go to work?” Dana asked, moving into Penny’s arms.

“Some new account he’s working on,” Penny said, kissing her.

Dana’s heart started beating faster as she felt the desire behind the kiss. Sleep was forgotten as her own passion welled up. She moaned as Penny’s hand stole under her shirt to cup one of her breasts. Dana let her own hand roam over Penny’s hip, sliding around to squeeze her buttock.

“How long do we have?” Dana asked, her voice thick with excitement.

“A couple of hours, at least,” Penny said, kissing Dana. “He took the time to put on a suit.”

Laughing, Dana said, “That’s never a good sign.”

Penny gave her a sexy smile, said, “Depends on your perspective.”

“I meant for him,” Dana said, kissing Penny, again. Thinking about something, Dana pulled back and asked, “How long has he been gone?”

A little sheepishly, Penny said, “About as long as it took to run up the stairs and take my clothes off.”

With a playful smile, Dana said, “Couldn’t wait to get in bed with me, huh?”

Meeting Dana’s eyes, Penny said, “No.”

Dana’s heart skipped a couple of beats when she realized that the woman meant it. Columbus Day was only a couple weeks behind them, but it seemed like an eternity to Dana. She was glad it felt the same way for Penny. She didn’t want to be the only one who was horny and frustrated.

Leaning in, she kissed Penny, feeling that pent-up desire in the eagerness of her stepmother’s kiss. Responding to that excitement, she let her hands roam over Penny’s lovely body, thrilling to the feel of warm skin under her fingertips. Dana moaned as Penny’s hand stole under her nightshirt to cup her breast, to tease the straining nipple.

Penny pulled back and smiled at her. “You’re wearing too much clothing.”

Dana sat up, pulled her shirt up and over her head. Tossing it aside, she saw Penny get to her knees and hook her fingers in Dana’s panties, tugging them off her hips, then down her long legs. The underwear joined Dana’s shirt on the floor as Penny moved atop her stepdaughter.

Opening her legs, Dana let Penny lie between them, then wrapped her legs around her waist.

Sensing what Dana wanted, Penny moved her hips, rubbing her lower abdomen against Dana’s. The grinding of their bodies had both of them moaning. Her hips still in motion, Penny leaned in and kissed Dana deeply.

“God, I’ve needed this,” Penny said, smiling at Dana, “Columbus Day ruined me.”

Around a moan, Dana said, “Yeah. I thought I was gonna have to wait for Thanksgiving.”

“How many days do you get off this year?” Penny asked, kissing the side of Dana’s neck just beneath her ear.

“Four,” Dana said.

“Maybe we’ll do a little shopping for the occasion in a minute,” Penny said.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” Dana asked, playfully.

Kissing her deeply, Penny said, “Like I said, Columbus Day ruined me. I want to see you in something scandalous again.”

“I want that from you, too,” Dana admitted, her heart racing as she thought about the lingerie Penny had bought for Columbus Day.

“We’ll do it, then,” Penny said, then a sexy smile spread across her lips. Later, of course.”

“Of course,” Dana said, pushing her hips up into Penny’s thrusts.

They were done talking, communicating only in moans and sighs as they found their rhythm. With a couple of hours on their hands, they weren’t in any rush. The slow grind of their bodies was a tease, but Dana loved the languid roll of Penny’s hips. She wasn’t in any danger of coming, but did enjoy the intimacy of their bodies moving in perfect harmony. She had been craving this closeness with her stepmother, and glad to finally be back in her arms.

When their pace started to quicken, Dana was ready for that, too. Penny seemed to know precisely what she wanted, needed. Maybe her stepmother was just a skilled lover or maybe it was what the woman wanted, too. Whatever the case, the roll of their hips came faster and faster to match their growing excitement. Their dueling cries of delight mingled in the air above them as they pushed each other closer and closer to their yearned-for release.

Their orgasms took them, but the lovers weren’t ready to stop. They switched positions, Dana moving atop her stepmother. Their bodies still sensitive from their first climax, the thrust and churn as they ground together felt amazing. Dana hugged her stepmother’s leg to her breast, focused on pushing against Penny. Sweat broke out on their skin as they strained toward another orgasm, lubricating the motion of their bodies.

Once they came for the second time, Penny and Dana were finally ready to stop, mostly because they were both gasping for air. As always, their lovemaking had become downright frantic in the end. Flopping on her back next to Penny, Dana laughed, “Holy shit.”

“Yeah,” Penny agreed.

“How long has Dad been gone?” Dana asked, trying to slow her breathing.

“Um,” Penny said, glancing at the alarm clock, “forty minutes, give or take.”

“So we still have time for another?” Dana said, with a playful smile.

Laughing, Penny said, “You’re going to have to give me a minute. I’m not as young as you.”

***

Dana looked around the restaurant, wondering why she was here. It was her favorite restaurant, but she kind of had a love-hate relationship with the place because of her father. It was usually bad news if he brought her here. He had a bad habit of using this place to soften the blow.

Looking over at her dad, Dana finally had to ask, “Why are we here?”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

She gave him a sour look. “You only bring me here if it’s bad news. So what is it?”

He gave her a sheepish smile, asked, “Do I really only bring you here when it’s bad news?”

“Pretty much,” Dana said.

Setting his fork down, her father said, “Remember when I went into the office last Saturday?”

“Yeah,” Dana said, and it wasn’t easy to keep the smile off her face. Smiling on the inside, she thought, It’d be hard to forget.

“Well, Dan offered me the lead on a new project we are starting up,” her father said.

“Okay,” Dana said, waiting for the bad news.

“If I take it, I’ll have to fly out to Tokyo in a couple of weeks. Just after Thanksgiving.”

“Tokyo? As in Japan?” Dana asked, her eyes wide.

“Yeah,” he said, meeting her eyes, “I’ll be out of the country for at least six months.”

“That’s…” Dana said, then ran out of words.

“I know,” he said, sighing, “I’ve been trying to be around more, to not let my work get in the way of spending time with my family. Now, this opportunity comes along and… Six months is a long time.”

“Will you get a raise?” Dana asked.

Laughing, he said, “Oh yeah. My salary would almost double. Corner office when I get back. Dan is talking about a partnership.”

“Then you have to go,” Dana said, meeting his eyes.

“I’d try to get back as much as I can,” he said, sounding guilty.

Dana smiled at him, said, “Tell Dan yes, that you’ll take the position. You can make it up to me when you get back.”

“Yeah?” He asked.

“Yeah,” she said.

“I- well… Okay,” he said, nodding, “I’ll tell him tomorrow.”

“Good,” she said, then started grinning, “since you are going to be Mr. Moneybags, soon… can I have a raise in my allowance?”

He laughed, “Maybe we’ll talk about it after I get my first paycheck.”

“I can lay a guilt trip on you about being gone for six months, if it’ll help,” Dana said, smiling playfully.

“We’ll talk about it,” her father said, then changed the subject, “Will you be okay with it just being you and Penny? You two seem to be hitting it off, lately.”

Just me and Penny, Dana thought, those words sinking in. If her dad took this position in Japan, it’d be just her and Penny in the house. She’d have the woman to herself. Her heart beating faster, she had to struggle to keep from smiling at the thought.

“Um… yeah, I think we’ll be okay,” Dana said, her voice sounding funny to her own ears. She glanced at her father, but he didn’t seem to notice it. She took a sip of her Coke, told herself to relax before she blew it.

“I was thinking… maybe when school is out for summer, I could fly you and Penny out to Tokyo,” her father said.

“That would be cool,” Dana said, torn between wanting to see Japan and wanting as much time as she could get alone with Penny.

***

Getting into the car, Dana felt almost giddy. She had just hugged her father goodbye and watched him make his way through security at the airport. She felt a twinge of guilt that she was more excited about getting home to be with Penny than being sad to see him off.

Dana glanced at her stepmother sitting in the driver’s seat next to her, and her heart was racing, but not as fast as her thoughts. She didn’t know what to expect, now that it was just Penny and her at the house, but her young, horny mind was showing her all kind of exciting possibilities. She was picturing Columbus Day, but for months on end instead of just one day.

Penny met Dana’s eyes, said, “I guess it’s just you and me, now.”

Grinning, Dana said, “Yeah.”

Penny laughed, said, “Let’s go home.”

As Penny started the car, Dana’s heart was racing. She has had two weeks to wonder what it was going to be like with her father out of country, two weeks to fantasize and let the anticipation build. Now that it was happening, she didn’t know what to expect.

Glancing at her stepmother, Dana thought about the curious relationship she had with the woman. To her, Penny was part mother, part lover, part fellow author, and a couple of other parts she didn’t even have a name for. The dynamic of their relationship had changed forever with Penny’s discovery of her fuzzy kitten notebook, then again that first time they slept together. Thinking about the next six months alone with Penny, Dana thought that dynamic was going to change, yet again.

The sexual tension that always sizzled between them had been kept largely in check by her father being around. Dana wasn’t sure what would happen now that he wasn’t there to act as a buffer. Smiling, she thought, Well, I have a good idea what will happen. I’m just not sure how far it’ll go.

Her mind left to stew in fantasies of the next six months, Dana barely noticed the ride home from the airport. She blinked in surprise as Penny pulled the car into the driveway and killed the engine. She smiled sheepishly at how lost in thoughts of Penny she had been the whole way home.

She followed her stepmother inside. Even as she pushed the door closed, she caught the woman’s elbow and moved into her arms. On tiptoes, she kissed Penny deeply.

Pulling back, Penny gave her an amused smile, said in a husky voice, “Slow down. We have six months to get to that.”

“Sorry,” Dana said, her cheeks hot, “I’ve been thinking about it all the way home.”

“Me, too,” Penny said, kissing her tenderly, “I was just thinking… maybe we should ease into it, these next six months.”

“Ease into it?” Dana asked.

Her smile turning up, Penny said, “Maybe make it through lunch without tearing each other’s clothes off.”

Laughing, Dana said, “You are asking an awful lot of me.”

“Well,” Penny said, kissing her, again, “I have some laundry to get started, dishes to wash, bills to pay… you know, the everyday things that need to get done.”

Groaning, Dana asked, “Can’t it wait?”

“No,” Penny said, amused.

“Fine,” Dana said, slipping out of Penny’s arms, “I’ll start the laundry and do the dishes.”

Laughing, Penny said, “Really? This is all it takes to get you to help out around the house?”

“If it gets us upstairs faster, yeah,” Dana said.

“Is it weird that I’m turned on all of a sudden?” Penny said, playfully.

Dana laughed and shook her head, said, “Yeah, it’s weird.”

“Must be a housewife thing, then,” Penny said, turning toward the kitchen, “having someone help with the housework is an aphrodisiac.”

“Well, I’m glad my doing the dishes is making you hot,” Dana said, heading toward the laundry nook.

“Oh, I was already hot,” Penny said, pulling her Ipad in front of her, “I just know if we don’t maintain some semblance of normalcy this next six months, this household is going to fall apart.”

Laughing, Dana said, “Does this mean I still have to go to school and wear clean underwear every day?”

“I’m afraid so,” Penny said, smiling at her.

Still laughing, Dana got a load of whites going, turning the knob to start the washing machine. As the water started to flow, she remembered the time she and Penny had fooled around in the laundry nook. The strong vibrations of the washing machine on its spin cycle had felt so good and Dana thought about sitting on it now to do something about her stymied desire to be with Penny. Unfortunately, the dishes weren’t going to do themselves, so she left the washing machine unmolested and headed back to the kitchen.

Looking at the full sink, Dana wondered how three people could make so many dirty dishes. She started rinsing them and loading the dishwasher, humming to herself as she worked. The mess in the sink slowly disappeared, and when she couldn’t cram any more dishes in the machine, she closed the door and started the timer.

“All right,” Dana said, drying her hands on a towel, “I’ve got a load of laundry started and the dishes are in the washer… what else?”

“The living room needs to be vacuumed,” Penny said, a hint of a smile on her lips.

“Oh, come on,” Dana said, giving her a look, “you’re just taking advantage of me, now.”

“A little,” Penny said, laughing.

“How about I make lunch?” Dana said, going to the fridge, “by the time we finish eating, I can put the clothes in the washer in the dryer and load another batch… The dishes will be done, too.”

Penny smiled at her, said, “Sounds like a plan.”

“And then we can go upstairs?” Dana asked.

“I think we’ll have indulged in enough normalcy by then, yeah,” Penny said, playfully.

Dana opened the fridge, looking inside. Spotting some leftovers from last night’s dinner, she grabbed the containers. She put two plates together, one for each of them, and put them in the microwave to heat up. When they were both hot, she brought them to the table. When she turned around from fetching some forks, she found Penny watching her.

“What?” Dana asked, going back to the cabinet for glasses. She set them on the table, then fetched a pitcher of iced tea from the fridge.

Penny waited until Dana sat down to ask, “When did you get so capable?”

“What do you mean?” Dana asked, pouring them a couple of glasses of tea.

“You started a load of laundry, did the dishes, made lunch…” Penny said, sounding impressed.

“I don’t know,” Dana said, blinking in surprise. Shrugging, she said, “I guess I learned from watching you. You always seem to manage to juggle everything without breaking a sweat. Dad would be a mess without you.”

“True,” Penny said, smiling at her.

“Are you having a mom moment?” Dana asked.

Laughing, Penny said, “Yeah, I think I am. My little girl is growing up.”

“Ugh,” Dana said, making a face, “don’t say it like that. It’s weird, all things considered.”

“I know,” Penny said, shaking her head.

“I love you, though,” Dana said, giving the woman an embarrassed smile, “Mom.”

Penny smiled warmly at her and, not for the first time, Dana saw the conflicting emotions in the woman’s eyes. Dana understood them all too well. Penny was part mom and part lover to Dana, the line between them blurring in confusing ways sometimes. Like now. This was the woman who had kissed her scraped knee to make it better when she was younger, but also the woman she intended to make love to after putting another load of laundry in the machine.

We’re kind of a mess, Dana thought, still thinking about the complicated relationship she had with Penny now, but I’m okay with that.

“Um, let’s eat,” Penny said, an awkward end to the conversation.

Dana ate with gusto, the food having held up pretty well even after being in the fridge overnight. Penny was an amazing cook and only youthful exuberance kept Dana from weighing five hundred pounds. She didn’t know what Penny’s excuse was for being in such good shape.

Lunch was eaten and the plates deposited in the sink. Dana was rinsing them off when she felt Penny press against her from behind. Dana smiled as the woman’s arms encircled her, and she pushed back into the woman.

“When you are finished here, come upstairs. I’m going to start a bath for us,” Penny whispered in her ear.

“A bath?” Dana asked.

“I love taking baths,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s neck, “and it’ll be nice to have some company this time. Your father never wanted to join me.”

“A bath sounds nice,” Dana said, even though she’d rather go straight to her bedroom instead.

“Good,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s shoulder. She released Dana, turning to head upstairs. Over her shoulder, she called, “Hurry.”

Smiling, Dana did just that. She rinsed the last of the dishes, then went to the laundry room to rotate loads between the two machines. She started to head upstairs, then quickly unloaded the dish machine and reloaded it with the last of the dishes. Starting it, she had to laugh. Penny had brainwashed her or something, used some Jedi mind trick to get her to do so much housework.

She ran upstairs to the bathroom. Opening the door, she was surprised to find the lights out and candles burning on the four corners of the tub. The air was redolent of the scented bubble bath Penny had added to the water, and soft music played from a little radio on the closed toilet seat.

Her back to Dana, Penny was undressing. From her spot in the open doorway, Dana paused to watch the woman shimmy out of her jeans.

Penny must have known she was watching, because she managed to make it as sensual as hell. Dana’s heart was racing as Penny pulled her shirt up and over her head, letting it fall to the floor. In just her bra and panties, her stepmother freed her long hair from its ponytail, running her fingers through it. Swallowing hard, Dana continued to watch as Penny reached behind her back, slipping the catches on her bra. Dana caught a glimpse of one breast as Penny shrugged out of it. Penny hooked her thumbs in her panties, working them free of her hips and down her long legs.

Finally turning around, Penny came to where Dana leaned against the door jamb. Stepping close, she began to undress Dana without a word. It didn’t take long before the girl was as naked as the woman. Taking Dana’s hand, Penny led her to the tub. The water was perfect, and Dana sighed as she sat down in the hollow of Penny’s legs. She leaned back into the woman, smiling when Penny put both arms around her. She hadn’t been too keen on a bath, had just gone along with it because it was what her stepmother wanted, but now she was glad Penny talked her into it. As far as foreplay goes, this was a very relaxing method.

“Thank you for doing the dishes and laundry,” Penny said.

“I just wanted to get you upstairs,” Dana said, smiling.

“Still, thank you. I’m going to need your help around here, with your dad out of town,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s neck.

“I know,” Dana said.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun, though,” Penny said, the smile on her face clear in her voice, “probably even some with our clothes on.”

Laughing, Dana said, “Wow.”

“I’m a little nervous, though,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s neck.

“Nervous?” Dana asked.

“It was hard enough to behave when your father was here, but now…”

Smiling, Dana said, “Do you really think you were behaving, even then?”

Penny laughed, said, “I guess not.”

“You are definitely on Santa’s naughty list,” Dana said.

“There’s no point in behaving now, then,” Penny said, her hand coming up to cup one of Dana’s breasts.

“No point,” Dana agreed, around a moan. Her nipple stiffened under Penny’s attention, ached sweetly. Penny kept it up until she didn’t think she could take any more.

“You know what my favorite part of taking a bath is?” Penny asked.

“What?” Dana breathed.

Penny leaned out of the tub, picked something off the floor, then said, “Playing with this.” She held something out for Dana to see.

“Is that… what is it?” Dana asked, taking it from her.

Penny pushed a button on the side and Dana laughed as it came buzzing to life in her hand. It was a vibrator, but not like any Dana had ever seen. It was aqua green and covered in soft silicone, had push buttons on the side instead of a knob.

“How many vibrators do you have?” Dana asked.

“This one is special,” Penny said, taking it from her.

“What’s so special about it?” Dana asked.

“This,” Penny said, slipping it between Dana’s thighs. Even underwater, it didn’t stop buzzing. Pressing the toy against Dana’s bud, she said, “It’s waterproof.”

“So it’s a bath toy?” Dana said, thinking that this was probably why Penny liked taking baths so much.

“Beats a rubber ducky,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s neck.

“Oh God,” Dana moaned, the vibrations working all through her body, “it definitely would have been easier to get me in the tub.”

“Then the problem would be getting you out,” Penny said, laughing.

Dana didn’t say it out loud, but she thought Penny was right. If she’d had one of these when she was younger and still taking baths, the water would have been cold by the time she got out.

The vibrator seemed to be designed to be used underwater, not just to be waterproof. Its vibrations seemed to cut through the water and she could feel it all over her body.

“Lean forward,” Penny said, putting her hand between Dana’s shoulder blades.

When Dana leaned forward, Penny urged her to keep going. On her hands and knees, Dana looked over her shoulder at Penny expectantly. Penny pressed the vibrator against her bud for a second, then let it slip higher. Dana gasped as the pulsing toy eased into her, moving deep inside of her slick core. Strong against her clit, the vibrating shaft drove her body crazy inside.

When Dana met Penny’s eyes, she saw that the woman knew how good this felt, knew what the vibrator was doing to her. That sexy little smile on Penny’s lips as she moved the toy slowly in and out said it all. That smile got Dana going almost as much as the vibrations working though her body. That smile was the reason Dana was on the Naughty List this year, because when Penny favored her with it, she knew they were in trouble.

Penny moved the toy in and out of her, angled downward so that each time it slid deep, it pressed deliciously against her g-spot. Getting to her knees, Penny leaned over Dana, sliding her free hand down the girl’s stomach and between her thighs. Dana moaned thickly as Penny’s fingers found her bud, teased it. The vibrator had already had her making these little wordless sounds of excitement, and the swirling pressure of Penny touch only made them louder.

Penny kissed Dana’s shoulder, then the space between her shoulder blades. As she kissed her way down Dana’s spine, a shiver raced up it. When she ran out of back, Penny lightly bit one of Dana’s buttocks, making her yelp in surprise. Looking back at the woman, Dana saw her mischievous grin.

Again, that smile got the better of her, and Dana felt herself start to come. Penny must have felt it too, because she pressed the vibrator against Dana’s G-spot and left it there. The strong vibrations against that very sensitive place sent Dana over the top.

Crying out, she climaxed hard, her whole body shaking like she was having a fit. Penny eased the toy out of her, making her hips jerk. Her fingers didn’t stop their lazy circles, but slowed down. The continued pressure on her clit kept her hips moving, kept the lovely sensations washing through her.

Her body a little jittery from coming so hard, Dana turned to face her stepmother and favor her with a dazed smile. Penny gave her a knowing smile and it made the girl laugh, saying, “Wow.”

“I thought you’d like this thing,” Penny said, turning the toy off.

“I do,” Dana said, taking it from her.

“I’ll buy you one for Christmas,” Penny said, leaning in for a kiss.

“I’m starting to have a collection, like you,” Dana said, thinking about the strap-on and vibrator hidden behind the bottom drawer of her dresser. There was some lingerie back there, too, including some she hasn’t gotten to wear yet. If her father ever found that hiding spot, she’d have a lot to explain.

“You have a ways to go to catch up with me,” Penny said.

Laughing, Dana asked, “How many sex toys do you have?”

Penny blushed, said, “Um… a lot of them are from my younger days. I was a bit more… adventuresome back then.”

“Wow,” Dana said, laughing harder. When she sobered up some, she said, “Maybe we can play with some of them together.”

“I already dusted off the box, cleaned them up,” Penny said, kissing her.

“You are definitely on the Naughty List this year,” Dana said, playfully.

“Well, even if Santa doesn’t bring us anything, we’ll still have plenty of toys to play with,” Penny said.

“Plenty?” Dana teased.

“Keep talking, and I won’t let you play with them,” Penny said. She laughed when Dana pretended to zip her lips, said, “That’s what I thought.”

Dana pressed the button on the side of the vibrator, and it came buzzing to life in her hand. Smiling, Penny moved to the opposite end of the tub, folding her arms on its lip, and looking over her shoulder at Dana. Penny looked so provocative like that, so sensual and tantalizing. Dana’s heart rate kicked up another notch, just looking at Penny’s incredible body so lovingly revealed.

Letting the buzzing toy settle to the bottom of the tub, Dana let her hands freely roam over Penny, exploring every inch of her. While Penny moaned and sighed with these caresses, Dana’s motivations were selfish — she couldn’t take her hands away from the woman, couldn’t stop touching her soft skin.

When the vibrator bumped against Dana’s knee, she looked down at it. The way Penny’s body swayed with her touch and the soft sounds of excitement that slipped from her slack mouth told Dana the woman was ready for the toy. A little reluctant to give up her exploration of Penny’s lovely body, Dana picked up the vibrator. She ran it up the inside of Penny’s thigh, making the woman shiver. When the buzzing shaft found her bud, Penny moaned thickly and her hips eagerly pushed against the toy.

Dana eased the vibrator into Penny when she thought the woman was ready for it. Taking her stepmother’s hand, she put it on the toy. Penny looked at her curiously and Dana just smiled at her, slipping around so that she was face to face with Penny, slouching low, her head barely above the water. Dana put her hands on Penny’s buttocks, pulling her forward. It took a moment, but Penny figured out what Dana wanted.

On her knees, Penny pressed her pussy against Dana’s mouth. Her back arched as Dana’s tongue found her clitoris. Rolling her eyes up at her stepmother, Dana smiled when she saw Penny’s eyes roll back in her head.

“Oh God, don’t stop,” Penny moaned, rubbing her pussy against Dana’s tongue. She had Dana’s cheeks wet from her writhing.

Her hands were jealous of her mouth and Dana ran them over Penny’s thighs and stomach, around to grab the woman’s buttocks. Penny thrilled to her touch, her cries of enjoyment encouraging Dana to keep going.

The vibrator and Dana’s hands and mouth were too much for Penny. Dana felt the woman start to come, rolled her eyes up to watch her stepmother give into ecstasy. She could see the tension building up inside Penny in her face, then there was a moment when Penny stopped breathing, her cry of rapture cut off halfway through.

It was that moment when the human body couldn’t take anymore, half a heartbeat before it exploded with pleasure. It was the eye of the hurricane, a moment of calm after the build-up of excitement and before the sensory overload of an orgasm. Then that moment passed and Penny cried out as her body spasmed. The vibrator slipped from her fingers, splashing in the water.

“Jesus,” Penny said, sitting back. Putting her back to the side of the tub, she gave Dana a dazed smile. “This is going to be a good six months.”

Laughing, Dana said, “Maybe more.”

“Maybe,” Penny said, fishing the still buzzing toy out of the water and turning it off.

“Are you really going to buy me one of those?” Dana asked.

“Probably,” Penny said, then smiled, “but not until your father gets back. Until then, you can use mine.”

“I take it I only get to use it with you,” Dana said, smiling.

“I guess you could play with it by yourself,” Penny said, leaning in for a kiss, “but it’s a lot more fun with someone else.”

Smiling at her, Dana said, “You could say that of most toys, adult or otherwise.”

“True,” Penny said.

“So when are we going to play with the rest?” Dana asked, wondering just what sort of things Penny had in her secret stash.

“Later,” Penny said, moving between Dana’s legs and leaning back into Dana. “We need to pace ourselves.”

Dana smiled, wrapping an arm around Penny. It was kind of funny, the way their positions had reversed since the beginning of their bath.

“I was thinking we could order a pizza for dinner… maybe rent a movie,” Penny said.

“You mean ‘Netflix and chill’?” Dana asked, laughing when Penny turned to look at her.

“And what do you know about that?” Penny asked, with a fake mom scowl.

“Nothing,” Dana said, grinning at her.

“Uh-huh,” Penny said, laughing, “I need to go back to monitoring your internet use.”

***

Dana sat with her back to her headboard, Penny’s old laptop on her knees. She’d just started a new story, was about a page and half into it, when there was a faint rapping at her bedroom door. She closed her computer in a panic, stuffing it under the pillow behind her. Belatedly, she remembered her father was out of town, and it could only be Penny knocking. She doubted that her stepmother would be upset to see her writing a new story.

Not waiting for a response, Penny poked her head into the room. Seeing Dana still awake, she came the rest of the way in, closing the door behind her. The darkness returned, but not before Dana spied the pillow in the woman’s hand.

“Um,” Penny said, coming to the bed, “can I sleep here tonight? I hate sleeping alone.”

Dana moved over, and Penny joined her on the bed. Looking at Dana sitting up, Penny asked, “What were you doing?”

“Writing,” Dana said, then sheepishly added, “I panicked when you knocked, and stuffed the laptop under my pillow.”

Penny laughed, said, “Quick reflexes, even if it was a waste of time.”

“Yeah,” Dana said.

“So what are you writing? Anything I can read?” Penny asked.

“Not really,” Dana said, reaching under her pillow to retrieve her laptop, “I’m only a page and half into it so far.”

“A new story?” Penny asked, her interest piqued.

“Yeah,” Dana said, then laughed, “but I’m not sure what it’s about, yet.”

“You’ve written a page and half and you still don’t know what it’s about?” Penny asked, amused.

“No,” Dana said, shaking her head.

“What’s the page and a half about?” Penny asked.

Dana opened her laptop and unlocked. Before she answered Penny, she skimmed what she had written. Frowning, she said, “Um, I’m not sure.”

Laughing, Penny said, “Okay.”

“Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow,” Dana said, closing out the document. The program asked her for a name to the document. She couldn’t really name it just yet, so she saved it as ‘A’.

She stuffed the computer under her bed. After she did it, she realized it was another wasted action. There was no one in the house to accidentally find it, except Penny. Since she hadn’t gotten in trouble the last time Penny found her writings, she didn’t expect to get in trouble now. Still, she left it under the bed.

“Could you set the alarm for me?” Dana asked, stretching out on her back.

“What time?” Penny asked, rolling on her side.

“Six-thirty,” Dana said, then sighing. It was back to school tomorrow.

Dana heard Penny fiddling with the clock, then the woman snuggled against Dana. Smiling, Dana closed her eyes in the dark. As she started to drift off to sleep, she wondered if this would be the new normal until her father returned, sleeping with Penny. She smiled, liking the feel of her stepmother’s warm body molded against her flank. She was still smiling as sleep claimed her.

***

Dana reached over Penny and hit the button on her alarm clock to silence its insistent bleating. She started to roll onto her back, when she frowned. Blinking a couple of times to clear the sleep out of her eyes, she saw the display still read six o’clock. She glanced at Penny, saw the woman was awake and smiling at her.

“Did you set it for six?” Dana asked, yawning.

“I did,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s bare shoulder, “I thought we might need the extra thirty minutes.”

Laughing, Dana said, “Did you now?”

“You can set it, again, if you want to go back to sleep,” Penny said, with a smile that pushed all thoughts of going back to sleep out of Dana’s mind, “or we could go brush our teeth and fool around in the shower.”

“Is my breath that bad?” Dana asked, sitting up.

“Nothing a toothbrush won’t fix,” Penny said, kissing her. “Come on.”

Dana followed her stepmother down the hall to the bathroom. While brushing her teeth, she kept stealing glances at Penny. The woman kept catching Dana at it, because she was looking, too. Dana suspected that there was definitely going to be some fooling around in the shower.

When the toothbrushes were hung up to dry, they piled into the shower. The hot water helped rouse Dana, but it was Penny’s lovely body pressed against hers that brought the girl fully awake. They took turns washing each other, and Dana realized they were going to need every extra minute Penny had given them when she set the alarm early. They were both still soapy when Penny’s hand slipped between Dana’s thighs. Moaning from the magical caress of Penny’s fingers, Dana let her own hand slid down Penny’s slippery stomach to tease her bud.

The shower stall was soon filled with their cries. Dana came first, but Penny climaxed while Dana was still trembling with hers. They drifting into each other’s arms, kissing and touching until the water started to turn cool.

Penny kissed her, said, “We better get out. I think we’ve used up all of the hot water.”

“Um, yeah,” Dana said, turning off the shower.

They dried off, and Dana wrapped a towel around her naked body. Penny slipped into her robe, then said, “I’ll get some breakfast started, while you get ready for school.”

“Okay,” Dana said, stealing one more kiss before heading to her room to get dressed.

Dropping the towel, she stepped into a pair of panties. Seeing something behind her underwear drawer, she smiled. It was her secret hiding spot for the naughty lingerie Penny had bought for her. Her smile widening, she toyed with the idea of wearing some of it for Penny that night.

Her already good mood elevated by the thoughts of the evening to come, Dana got into her school uniform and headed downstairs. Penny had put together a simple breakfast, and they ate standing up at the center island.

They had spent too much time in the shower, and Dana had to hurry if she was going to catch her bus. She ran upstairs to snag her backpack and a coat. She found Penny waiting for her by the door. The woman pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Pulling back, her stepmother smiled warmly at her and said, “Have a nice day at school.”

Her voice a little husky, Dana said, “Wow.”

Smiling, Penny said, “Bye, sweetie.”

“Bye,” Dana said, still a little dazed from the kiss.

She stepped outside, then had to shake her head and smile. As she walked toward the bus stop, there was a lightness in her step and she had to say, “Now, that’s how you start a day.”

On to Chapter Ten!

by A Minor Paragon

Susan couldn’t stop thinking about the hot, wild evening she would soon be enjoying, having sex with an attractive woman and her little girl. She was already impatient, glancing at the clock over and over.

Finally, hungering for a glimpse of her newest guests in the altogether, Susan went up to the pool to make sure her two guests were enjoying themselves. She found Carolyn and her mother splashing each other and having fun, and nodded, satisfied. She didn’t get close enough to see anything, and the water mostly hid them anyway, but knowing they were both naked was almost satisfying in itself.

Patience, Susan… you’ll see all of her soon enough.

An hour later she checked up on them again, and found Carolyn’s mom lounging in a chair while a couple of guys were flirting with her daughter.

“Everything okay?” she asked, indicating Carolyn with a nod of her head.

“Oh, she’s loving the attention. Everyone wants to know what she’s doing here, but she won’t tell them, of course. I’m pretty sure she’s been, uh, politely propositioned a few times. And naturally, my daughter just had to go ask the lifeguard if she got asked to people’s beds a lot.”

“Oh, undoubtedly,” answered Susan. “Not that I keep track of that sort of thing.” Her eyes darted back and forth. “As long as you two are enjoying yourselves.”

The woman nodded. “It wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be.”

“What, sharing a pool with a bunch of naked swimmers? Nah, clothes are overrated. Once they come off, they’re all equal, so who cares? Anyway, I have to get back to work if I’m taking the night off. See you later!”

At about four-thirty, Susan changed into her maid outfit and waited for the call to bring up dinner. She couldn’t concentrate on her spreadsheets and kept bouncing around the office. Getting up, looking at the clock, checking her hair, sitting down again. Finally, the call came in, and Susan went to collect the cart to bring to 319.

“Room service,” she called, knocking on the door.

Carolyn’s mother opened it a crack. “Oh, I thought it was going to be — wait, it is you!”

“It’s me! May I come in?”

“Of course.” She opened the door wide. “But why are you–”

“Your daughter did express her preference for a maid, did she not?” she asked with a grin. “Well, here I am!”

“I have my own maid, I have my own maid!” singsonged Carolyn, jumping up from the couch.

Susan glanced back and forth between the two. While her mother had put her clothes back on, Carolyn was totally naked, and Susan liked what she saw.

“Yeah, she wouldn’t get dressed again. Walked back here in a towel, and my little girl has been naked ever since,” explained her mother. “As it’s a sort of special occasion, I allowed it.”

“I’m not complaining,” Susan assured her, finding it hard to take her eyes off the girl. Her skin was smooth and flawless — hardly tanned, because summer had really only just begun. Her chest had only the merest bumps leading down to a slightly narrowed waist and a sweet pink pussy. And those legs, those slender, beautiful legs! Susan couldn’t wait to run her hands over them.

“By the way, how old are you, Carolyn?” she asked, closing the door behind the food cart.

“Ten. I’ll be eleven in a couple of months.”

“Be sure to invite me to the party!” Susan joked. “So, what do you think?” She gave a twirl, and Carolyn clapped appreciably.

“The service is great here, and the maids are all so pretty,” the girl then said, pretending to write in a small notebook. “Note to self: figure out if I should recommend this place to all my friends, or try to keep it a secret. What to do…”

Susan laughed. “Come eat before it gets cold.”

Carolyn skipped over to the table, and her mother clucked her tongue “At least put some clothes on before you eat.”

“Why?”

“Think about it this way,” Susan explained. “How is your mother going to slowly strip you naked after dinner if you aren’t wearing anything?”

“I guess that all depends on your staying here for the night… doesn’t it?” she slyly hedged, looking at her mother.

“Oh, she can stay,” her mother agreed, giving a helpless shrug. “God, what would your father say about… about any of this?”

“Yay! Thanks, Mom. I love you!” Carolyn hugged her mother, then ran off to the other room.

“Thanks, Carolyn’s mom!” Susan said, her heart already beating a little faster.

“It’s Jane, actually,” the woman sighed. “I’m mostly doing this for her. She’ll never stop nagging me until I give her what she wants.”

Sure, just keep telling yourself that.

Moments later, after Susan had set the table for them all, Carolyn reappeared in a mostly strapless dress and seemed almost shy for the first time. Her arms were bare and the dress was held up by a simple black cord that went around her neck and into the front. The top part was a light blue, ruffled in alternating layers, three black and white polka dots, three with a darker blue stripe pattern. She had on dark stockings, but had gone barefoot, and a thick white hairband held her tresses back.

Jane looked her daughter over. “Oh, that’s what you had in the bag you wouldn’t show me. Very sexy.” Then she looked back to Susan. “Now I feel underdressed.”

Susan only smiled. Don’t worry, we’ll be taking it all off soon.

“Yeah, Mom, I wanted to dress up for you. Do… do you like it?” she shyly asked, coming over to where Susan sat.

“I sure do,” Susan answered. “You’ve beautiful, no matter what you wear.”

“Thanks!” Her face lit up and suddenly Carolyn was her old self again, twirling to show off, all but bouncing in her seat.

They sat down to dine, but all were too excited to eat very much. Mother and daughter both complimented her on the food, though.

Finally Susan cleared the plates away and put them back on the cart, and both mother and daughter were at a loss as to what to do.

Susan laughed, grabbing one hand from each of them. “Come on, you two. Don’t chicken out on me now!” She started leading them towards the couch.

“It’s just it happened so naturally the last time,” protested Jane.

“Yeah, I’m sorta nervous right now,” admitted Carolyn.

Susan noticed that the child was trembling a little. “Hey, me too. It’s always different and always new, and you two are the newest. Jane, you sit here.” Susan let go of her hand and gave her a little push, sitting her down on the couch. “Carolyn, you stand right here. That’s it. Stay.”

Letting go of the girl’s hand, Susan plopped down next to her mother, who glanced her way. “Not me, Jane! Susan protested. “Look at her. Look at your daughter. Look at how beautiful she is right now, in that dress that she secretly packed in order to look her best for you.” Jane did. “What was she thinking as she put it on? Was she excited, was she nervous? Was she feeling your fingers slowly caressing those bare arms, up to that strap, then pulling it over her head? Was she imagining her tingling skin, revealed inch by inch as you slipped it off her? And those legs, those lovely legs of hers. Can she feel you tugging those stockings off? Can you see yourself doing that?”

“Yes,” Jane answered softly.

“Carolyn, look at your mother, imagining all those things about you. But she doesn’t have to imagine, does she? You’re right there in front of her. You’ve kissed her, held her in your arms, touched her, tasted her, loved her, gone to sleep in her arms. Are you thinking about kissing her again, right this minute?”

“Yes,” the child whispered, a dazed expression on her face

“Get a little closer,” Susan continued. “That’s it. Take your mom’s hands, just like that. Feel them, are they warm? Is she nervous? There’s no need to be, look into each other’s eyes. Yes, a little closer. See the love you both have for each other? Carolyn, you were actually inside your mother’s body for nine months. Right inside her! You can be that close again, she’s right there. You’re almost touching now, you’re so close. No more need for thought now, just close your eyes, both of you, and love one another…”

Daughter and mother melted into each other’s arms, their lips coming together softly, eagerly.

Susan smiled, watching for a moment, then getting up and turning the light down. There was only the faintest glow illuminating the two lovers, and Carolyn was now kneeling atop her mother’s legs, dress pushed up around her thighs, as the two hungrily kissed again and again.

Susan came back to them, kneeling down to gather Carolyn’s hair and move it to one side. “You two look so amazing like that,” she whispered into Carolyn’s ear. “You just keep that up.” She gently took the hairband from atop Carolyn’s head and set it aside, then gently ran her fingers across the child’s scalp and down, following that soft waterfall of hair. It was just as nice to touch as Susan had hoped, and she breathed in the light hint of shampoo that still lingered there.

She trailed her fingers across Carolyn’s back and down her bare arms, savoring the feeling of that smooth skin, then went up and into the girl’s armpits, wiggling her fingers and causing Carolyn to laugh into her mother’s mouth and squirm a little while she was tickled.

Susan bent and gently kissed the girl’s neck, still rubbing her arms up and down, up and down. After a moment of that, she took hold of Carolyn’s dress, tugging it up and off. Her smooth, bare back was revealed, and Susan’s fingers traveled up and down that beautiful skin, finding the edges of her shoulder blades and spine, then slipping around front to caress her budding breasts and tiny nipples.

Carolyn sighed with pleasure, and allowed herself a moment of feeling her mother’s body pressed into hers, along with her lips, enjoying the hands of this wonderful stranger.

She broke off kissing her mother. “Keep undressing me,” she whispered, and backed off the couch again until she was standing. She turned to face Susan and put both hands on her face, then gently guided the woman to her waiting lips.

Susan was thrilled. This girl’s lips were small and soft, but full of passion as the two began exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. Susan felt her wiggling, and opened an eye to see her mother running her hands down the length of her daughter’s body, nails and fingertips gliding across the soft nylon stockings.

Jane’s hands traveled up and down Carolyn’s body several times as the child kissed Susan, but finally on the way down the girl’s her mother put both hands inside her panties, cupping her little girl’s taut bottom. That made Carolyn squirm a little, but her mother didn’t let it last as she took her hands out and grasped the waistband of those pretty panties, drawing them downwards.

The girl was now naked again, and Susan took a step back to look at her in the dim lighting. “You’re so beautiful,” she breathed, wanting to do so much more to this nymphlike creature.

Carolyn just smiled in reply. “Mom next,” she said, turning back to Jane and pulling her to her feet. “You take the top.” She went for the button on her mother’s jeans, and instead of going around, Susan pressed her body close to Carolyn’s, reaching for the bottom of her mother’s shirt.

“Arms up,” she said with a grin, and Jane complied. With her shirt now nearly off but still across her arms, Susan leaned past Carolyn and stole a kiss from her mother, who seemed a little surprised but accepted it.

“That was a mean trick,” Jane complained when Susan broke it off. But she was smiling as she said it.

“Do it again!” commanded Carolyn, tugging her mom’s jeans down.

“Yes, mistress,” complied Susan, encircling Jane’s waist as Carolyn stepped out of the way. They drew close together, their lips meeting once again as Susan’s fingertips lightly brushed her back on the way up to the clasp of her bra. She unhooked it but kept kissing her, feeling the difference between her new lovers. In the span of a minute, I’ve kissed both a mother and a daughter. Now I want to see how different they taste. She helped steady Jane as the woman stepped out of her jeans, and Susan reluctantly broke off their kiss, taking the bra with her.

“Together?” asked Carolyn, taking one side of her mother’s panties.

“Together,” agreed Susan, taking the other. They were pulled down, and Susan finally got a good look at a naked Jane.

“Oh, very nice,” she purred, her eyes tracing the swell of her breasts, down past her belly button and to her baby-smooth pussy.

“You shaved!” exclaimed Carolyn excitedly. “You’re the greatest, Mom! Oh, that’s going to be so much better. I can’t wait to lick you!”

“Enough about me,” Jane admonished, a finger in the air. “Isn’t there something wrong with this picture?” Both looked over at Susan.

“Yeah!” Carolyn squealed. “Strip the maid!”

Susan held her arms out to the side and allowed her uniform to be taken off by the two, mother and daughter working together. Susan now stood as naked as the others, thrilled at being admired by her new lovers, just as she had admired them earlier. She looked good, and was proud of her body. “Come on, you two,” she said, grabbing each around the waist. “Why stare when you can touch? Here, let me show you how soft our beds are.”

The three stepped past the clothes that were now strewn everywhere, making their way to the bedroom. Carolyn slipped out of Susan’s grasp and jumped onto the bed, lying down on her back. She threw her arms open dramatically.

“Take me, both of you. I’m yours forever!” she giggled.

The two older women crawled towards her, Susan to the left and her mother to the right, and each ran a hand from the girl’s cute little toes up her leg and across her chest.

Carolyn shivered and closed her eyes. “More.”

Glancing at each other, the women crawled to either side, then began slowly kissing their way up Carolyn’s legs, gently biting and licking her smooth, flawless skin.

“Oh, that feels sooooo good,” Carolyn cooed. “Keep… keep going, please.” They didn’t need any urging, kissing their way up to the young girl’s moist pussy, but giving it only the merest of kisses on the way up. “No, please!” she pleaded, spreading her legs wide. “Kiss me there!”

Jane looked questioningly at Susan, who nodded. “Okay, you go first… but I want to lick her too, so no fair making her come right away!”

Susan continued to kiss her way up Carolyn’s body as the girl’s mother began to gently lick her pussy, causing Carolyn to moan wordlessly. Susan swirled around a nipple with her tongue, then sucked it as hard as she could, then gently using her teeth to tease the erect bud. After a moment, she shifted to the other nipple, all the while stroking Carolyn’s body wherever she could reach. Finally, she returned to the girl’s pretty mouth, gently kissing her and muffling her moans.

Carolyn returned the kiss, her tongue joining in the loveplay, then broke away from Susan, gasping, “Switch places now, please? I’m so close. I want to kiss Mom when I come!”

With a final peck, Susan yielded her place to Jane, slid between the little girl’s thighs and fitted her mouth to Carolyn’s pussy. She alternated between plunging her tongue into the child’s vagina as far as it could go, then lightly flicking her clit and sucking it over and over. She wanted to keep Carolyn on the edge as long as she could, wanted to savor this beautiful girl to the full, to drive her out of her mind with pleasure.

It seemed to be working. Carolyn’s cries, now muffled by her mother’s mouth, grew more frantic. Her skin was slick with sweat, and Susan’s tongue thrust in and out of the ten-year-old’s moist opening.

Finally Susan relented, focusing on the young girl’s button until she drove her over the edge. She felt the orgasm surge through Carolyn’s body, pulsing and raging as the child allowed herself to let go. Susan used tender kisses to ease her down gently, finally withdrawing and sitting back on her knees, smiling at the panting girl.

“That was… the best,” gulped Carolyn, getting her breath back. “You’re both so, so amazing!”

Susan lay down on her side next to Carolyn, nestling close to her as Jane snuggled into the other side of her daughter, their legs entwined as they allowed the girl to recover. The women couldn’t stop smiling at each other as they both continued to tease little Carolyn’s nipples, fingers meeting and brushing together on her flat chest.

Finally, Carolyn extracted herself from between the two women and commanded Susan and her mother to “scoot together,” which they did, lying on their backs, bodies touching. They clasped hands as Carolyn began to fondle them both, teasing their pussies with her fingers.

Susan shivered with pleasure, feeling those tiny fingers explore her cunt — now lightly touching, now hard, now plunging inside her and wiggling delightfully. She had both eyes closed, listening to Jane giving little gasps of pleasure, and suddenly Susan knew why when she felt Carolyn’s mouth cover her slit, and a moan escaped her lips as the ten-year-old’s tongue and fingers began pleasuring her together.

Back and forth Carolyn went, shifting between her mom and Susan. With the light touch of her fingers keeping them excited and her mouth taking them steadily higher, Susan felt as if she would explode into tiny bits if she didn’t get her release soon.

Soon. Oh, don’t stop. Oh God, no, right there, yes.

The women looked toward each other at the same time, and something they saw brought them together in a kiss that quickly grew hot, their tongues eagerly tangling and twining.

Carolyn lifted her head to gaze at her grownup lovers as she continued to gently finger their pussies, her heart glowing with happiness. Her mom was so beautiful, and watching her kiss this other woman, hearing the sounds of pleasure that she was making happen, smelling her, tasting her… She’d never loved her more than at this moment. That her mother had agreed to allow a stranger into this, just for her, and to have it working out so well…

“Please, baby,” her mother cried. “Make me come!”

Grinning, Carolyn attacked her mom’s pussy again with lips and tongue, driving her over the edge while she increased the intensity of her other hand between Susan’s legs, causing both women to stiffen and fill the room with sounds of rapture as they went over the edge together.

Finally they collapsed, eyes glazed, and Carolyn slowly withdrew her fingers. Susan and Jane were both looking up at her, smiling contentedly, and she slowly bought those wet fingers to her mouth and sucked them.

“You’re pretty good at that,” Susan managed.

“Thanks! Um, I’m gonna kiss my mom for a bit, if that’s okay.”

Susan smiled. “Long as I get a turn.”

Turning to Jane, Carolyn kissed a pathway up her mother’s body, finally settling on top of the woman and wrapping both arms around her. “Hi, Mom,” the young girl said, “I love you.”

“Oh, my sweet baby girl,” Jane whispered, tears in her eyes, “I adore you. Why did I try to fight this? It feels so good, so right, us being lovers. I’m yours, darling.”

They kissed, and while they did, Carolyn felt Susan start playing with her hair, arranging the long tresses to fall to either side, so that her backside was uncovered. Then she felt fingers gently trailing up and down her back, across her bottom, down her legs. The child gave a little shiver when she felt Susan’s touch lingering between her legs, like a promise of pleasures to come.

Carolyn and her mother kissed for some time, still coming down from the high of their lovemaking, then the little girl switched over to Susan.

Susan felt the weight of this wonderful girl on her body as their lips came together. She drew Carolyn closer, her hands on her firm little butt, then gliding up to caress her back and shoulders. Now it was her turn to be tented under the canopy of that wonderfully soft hair, which her mother began to arrange just as she had done. It surrounded her, brushed her skin, made her more aware of this tiny angel in her arms.

How could it have taken so long for me to explore the delights of love with a little girl? Susan asked herself. I can’t let this be the last time, I absolutely can’t.

Time seemed to lose all meaning as she made out with Carolyn. Did they kiss for minutes, or hours? It seemed like both, and when Carolyn broke away, Susan felt it wasn’t enough. Never enough, she thought, as this beautiful girl looked down at her and smiled. “You and Mom next. I want to watch.”

But I want more of you.

Patience, there’s still plenty of time.

Susan turned to Jane as she crawled to the side, the two of them coming together. How different, she thought, as their breasts pressed together. But nearly as nice, honestly. As they shared hungry kisses, she felt Carolyn’s hands touching them both, running back and forth across their bodies.

“Let me taste you,” Jane whispered, breaking the kiss. Susan nodded, and both women scooted down the bed a little more toward the center, where Susan turned around and dipped her head between Jane’s legs.

“Oh, yeah, that’s so cool!” exclaimed Carolyn as her mother and Susan each began licking and nibbling at the other. Jane’s cunt was hot and juicy, and Susan, arms wrapped around the mother’s legs, was able to caress the edges of the woman’s labia and spread them, inserting a finger as her tongue danced about the erect clit. Carolyn slipped a pillow under her mother’s back so Jane would be more comfortable, then she watched from various angles as the two women swiftly brought one another to orgasm.

Putting Carolyn back in the middle, Jane and Susan recovered while stroking, nuzzling and caressing the young girl until she was squirming frantically, begging them to stop teasing her.

Soon the three lovers arranged themselves in an oral circle, mouths to cunts. This time it was the child’s mother who lay between Carolyn’s legs, while Susan positioned herself so she could be licked by the ten-year-old, while bringing the girl’s mother to a wonderful high with her lips and tongue. Somehow, they all managed to come one last time.

Exhausted, Susan got up and turned the lights out, while mother and daughter slipped under the sheet. Susan joined them so that Carolyn was nestled in the middle, and the three lovers fell asleep in each other’s arms, feeling warm, secure, and very satisfied.

***

The next morning, after a bit more fun and a long hot shower together, Susan invited the pair to stay again, telling them, “You can spend as many nights here as you want here for free, as long as I can join you both in bed.”

“Thank you, Susan,” Jane said. “We had a lovely time with you, and we’ll definitely be back. You helped me understand my true feelings for Carolyn, and I’ll be forever grateful for that.”

“Yeah — thanks, Susan!” Carolyn squealed. “Now me and Mom are really in love, and it might not’ve ever happened without you. I can’t wait to come back, so we can do stuff with you again!” She threw her arms around Susan, hugging her tightly.

Susan escorted her guests down to the lobby. They exchanged warm kisses, then Jane and Carolyn left, turning to wave goodbye as they went. Watching her new lovers cross the parking lot to their car and get inside, Susan turned to go upstairs to her office, a smile of perfect contentment on her lips.

The End

by Ebo

Dropping her backpack by her bedroom door, Dana shrugged out of her coat. As she was hanging it up, she noticed a box sitting on her bed. Moving closer, she saw the Amazon Prime tape that sealed it, and her heart started beating faster.

My Columbus Day outfit has arrived, Dana thought, smiling as she picked up the box. Glancing at her alarm clock, she thought she had enough time to try it on before her dad got home. She ripped the box open, saw the gauzy pink and black lingerie and started smiling. Taking it out of the box, she held it up. It looked even sexier than it had on her computer screen.

Chewing on her lip, she wondered if she would look good in it. Most lingerie wasn’t designed for a girl with her body type. What if she looked stupid in it? Like a little girl playing dress-up?

The main character in Playing Hooky had had similar anxieties, and Dana wondered if she had poured some of her own self-doubts into the girl. It had turned out all right for the girl in the story, but that was a work of fantasy. What if Dana’s story didn’t have the same happy ending?

She was almost too scared to try it on because if it didn’t fit her right, her plan would fall apart. She wanted Penny to look at her and not be able to stop. That was what she wanted from the lingerie. If it didn’t look good on her…

Standing up straighter and putting her shoulders back, Dana said, “It’s going to look amazing. Penny is going to love it, and that is all there is to it.”

She didn’t completely buy her own bullshit, but started undressing to try it on anyway. She unzipped her skirt, wriggling out of it. Kicking it aside, she unbuttoned her white blouse. It joined the skirt on the floor near her hamper. Reaching behind her, she undid the clasps of her bra, slipping out of it. In just her panties, she reached for the bustier. Slipping it over her head, she smoothed it into place. Her heart started beating faster when it fit her perfectly, but she knew that was only half of it. Just because it fit, didn’t mean it would look good on her. She avoided looking in the mirror as she slipped out of her panties and into the impossibly small thong. She laughed at how little it covered and squirmed at the string between her buttocks. Sitting on her bed, she took off her shoes and rolled down her black knee socks. Dana slipped into the silky nylons, loving how her legs appeared when sheathed in black hosiery. If nothing else, that much of her would look good.

Holding her breath, she stepped in front of her mirror and gasped. She put her hand to her mouth, laughing excitedly.

“Oh, wow,” she said, barely believing her eyes, “Penny is going to love this!”

The stretchy material of the bustier clung to her young body in all the right places, pushed her breasts up and gave her more cleavage than she thought she could muster. Coupled with the nylons, the lingerie made her look inappropriately sexy, considering her age. As she turned this way and that, her fears were assuaged. She didn’t look foolish or like a little girl playing dress-up. Surely it wasn’t true, but the lingerie looked like it was meant for her.

She didn’t want to take it off, wanted to run downstairs and show Penny now. She knew that her stepmother wouldn’t mind seeing her in the bustier, but Dana knew Penny liked to wait, liked to let the anticipation build. She smiled at her reflection, admiring the lingerie for a second longer before turning from the mirror and undressing.

Dana slipped everything back in the box except the extra surprise she had bought for Penny and her to play with on Columbus Day. Looking at it now, she wondered if she hadn’t bitten off more than she could chew. The product descriptions had listed dimensions, but it was bigger than she expected. A lot bigger.

Shoving it under her bed, she quickly got dressed in a pair of snug jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt, then ran downstairs to find Penny before her dad got home. Penny was in the living room, watching TV. Dana sat on the woman’s lap, giving her a big, toe-curling kiss.

Laughing, Penny husked, “Well, hi.”

“I just tried on my Columbus Day costume,” Dana said, smiling.

“I’m guessing it fits,” Penny said, her eyes flashing at Dana.

“Better than it has any right to,” Dana said, kissing Penny, again, “I can’t wait for you to see me in it.”

“I can’t wait, either,” Penny said, excitement creeping into her voice, “just four more days.”

“Then I’ll finally get to see what’s in my present,” Dana said, pouting playfully, “I’ve had to wait longer than you.”

“Just four more days,” Penny said, kissing Dana. It deepened more than either of them expected, lingered much too long. When Penny finally pulled back, she favored Dana with a sheepish smile, said, “Four long, long days.”

Laughing, Dana said, “God, Friday needs to hurry up and get here.”

“Yeah,” Penny said, fanning herself, “you better get off my lap. I need to calm down before your dad gets home.”

“Got you all hot and bothered, did I?” Dana asked, grinning.

“You have no idea,” Penny said, stealing one more kiss before shooing Dana off her lap.

“Do you still have any of that wrapping paper? I want to wrap your ‘gift’,” Dana said.

“I think there is some in the upstairs closet,” Penny said, straightening her clothes.

“Okay,” Dana said, heading upstairs. Dana felt Penny’s eyes on her as she climbed the stairs and she gave the woman her best sexy walk. Smiling, Dana thought she had definitely put herself back in her stepmother’s thoughts, where she wanted to stay.

She found the wrapping paper right where Penny said it would be and took the rollback to her room. Sitting on her bed, she wrapped the box in which the lingerie had arrived. She was just putting the finishing touches on it when her father’s car pulled into the driveway. Giving the gift to Penny would have to wait, so she shoved it under the bed with her other purchase. Smiling, she thought she’d have to wait until everyone was asleep to wrap that one.

***

Dana opened her eyes, looking at her alarm clock. She had set it for seven-thirty, so she would be getting up just as her father was getting ready to leave for work. She’d have enough time to grab a shower and get ready to celebrate her new favorite holiday — Columbus Day- with Penny. The only problem was her alarm clock read five-thirty-seven and she was too wide awake to get back to sleep.

Giving up on the Sandman, Dana reached under her bed and pulled out Penny’s old laptop. Sitting up, she leaned against her headboard and put the computer on her lap. She let it boot up, looking at the door to the hallway. Even in the early morning gloom, she could see the towel she had put across the gap between the door and the floor. Smiling, she thought, I’m getting good at being bad.

She opened her email, saw a new message from Penny. Smiling, she opened it and laughed. It was just a three-word message: Happy Columbus Day!

Dana thought about writing her back but she’d probably see her stepmother in person before the woman would get a chance to read her email. Closing out her email, Dana wondered if Penny was as excited about today as she was. This week of waiting had been torture, the anticipation building and building until she could barely get to sleep last night.

This is worse than Christmas, Dana thought, amused. It did feel a bit like Christmas, though. Hell, there was even a present for her to open.

Thinking about the gift-wrapped box in her closet made her heart beat faster. Not for the first time since Penny sprang this Columbus Day thing on her, Dana wondered what sort of sexy lingerie Penny had bought to wear for her. The more her imagination ran away from her, the more she really needed her dad to hurry up and go to work.

I wonder if Penny is as anxious to see what I bought, Dana thought, chewing on her lip. She liked to think Penny was lying awake like she was, liked to think her stepmother had found it hard to get to sleep last night, as she had. Dana hoped Penny was a horny mess like she was.

She glanced at the alarm clock, groaned when she saw only fifteen minutes had passed. She needed something to distract her for a couple of hours. She opened a blank Word document, thinking she might start a new story. Staring at the blinking cursor in all that white, she waited for inspiration to come, but none did. After only a couple of minutes, she closed the unaltered document.

Pulling up her email, again, Dana looked at the little window in the lower-left corner. She chewed on her lower lip, wondering if Penny was up, then she wondered if she should risk it. If her stepmother was awake, she was probably in bed still. With her father beside her, it seemed dangerous. Especially since they were so close to finally having some time together.

There was a chime and a new message appeared in the box. Dana smiled when she read it: Can’t sleep, either?

Dana typed: No. Too excited.

Penny sent back: Me, too. I’ve been lying here making myself a horny mess thinking about you.

That line got Dana’s heart beating faster. Her hands were shaking a little as she typed: I know the feeling.

Penny: I had to move to the armchair, so I wouldn’t wake your father

Laughing, Dana typed: So I can say all the naughty things I want to do to you, now?

There was a slight pause, then Penny sent back: Better not. It’s hard enough to resist the urge to come down the hall and crawl into bed with you

Her heart beat even faster, Dana typed: I wouldn’t mind the company. We could start celebrating Columbus Day early.

Penny: That’s not helping

Dana could almost see Penny looking at the door to the hallway, trying to resist the urge to walk through it and down the hall to her room. It made Dana feel sexy, desirable and indeed desired. If a woman as beautiful as Penny could find her so tempting…

Unable to resist, Dana sent: Would it help, if I told you I’m wearing just a pair of panties and nothing else?

Penny: That would be the opposite of helping

Smiling, Dana typed: Dad doesn’t get up for what, another hour and a half?

Penny: I’ve already thought about that

Dana said out loud as she typed, “Come keep me company for an hour. Dad will never know you are gone.”

Holding her breath, Dana waited for Penny’s response. She wouldn’t mind if Penny did indeed keep her company for a while but mostly she just wanted to put the thought in her stepmother’s head. She frowned when there was no answer from Penny right away. The pause seemed to stretch longer than it should and she kept hoping to see the three dots in an oval that signified Penny was typing.

The doorknob to her room turned and Dana closed her laptop in a hurry, stuffing it under her covers. It was probably Penny, enticed into keeping her company, but it might not be. She didn’t want her father to walk in on her with the laptop on her knees. She didn’t have a laptop of her own and he’d be suspicious of her having one now. The last thing she wanted for him to look at the contents of the computer. There was so much incriminating material- stories, pictures (a dozen or so of Penny, at that), videos. Her browsing history alone would see her grounded for the rest of her life.

She relaxed when she saw it was Penny. She wore an oversized sleep shirt and her hair was mussed from sleeping on it. Dana thought she looked beautiful.

Penny stopped just inside the room, looking at Dana. Her eyes narrowing, she said, “I thought you were just wearing a pair of panties?”

Looking down at her t-shirt, Dana laughed. She pulled the t-shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Smiling playfully, she said, “I am.”

“So you lied to get me over here,” Penny said, crossing the room to the bed. She crawled under the covers when Dana moved over.

“Couldn’t wait to do this,” Dana said, kissing Penny deeply, “Happy Columbus Day!”

“Mm… It’s starting to be,” Penny said, smiling at Dana.

“I wasn’t sure if you come,” Dana said, snuggling against her stepmother.

“I probably shouldn’t have,” Penny said, shaking her head.

“I’m glad you did though,” Dana said, tilting her head up for a kiss. Penny kissed her tenderly.

“Set your alarm,” Penny said, laughing when Dana raised her eyebrows, “in case we get… Um, distracted.”

Smiling at her, Dana asked, “Do you think we’ll need it?”

“Just in case,” Penny said, kissing her.

When it started to get away from them, Dana rolled onto her side and set her alarm for thirty minutes before her dad was supposed to get up. Looking back at her stepmother, Dana smiled and said, “Yeah, I think we’re going to need it.”

“Yeah,” Penny said, kissing Dana. This time, they didn’t have a reason to stop and the passion welled up between them in a hurry. The sexual tension that had been building up and building up since that weekend they spent together finally reached critical and they were pawing at what little clothing they were wearing.

As Penny’s sleep shirt was tossed aside, the woman said, “We need to be quiet.”

“I’ll try,” Dana said, kissing her. She slid her hand up Penny’s flank to cup her breast, and the woman moaned as her nipple dragged across Dana’s palm. Smiling playfully, Dana said, “Shh.”

“We are so going to get busted,” Penny said, rolling Dana onto her back. Getting to her knees, Penny shucked her panties, and they ended up on the floor with her sleep shirt. Naked, she hooked her fingers in Dana’s panties and pulled them off, too.

“We’ll be okay… If Dad didn’t wake up when you got out of bed, he won’t wake up now,” Dana said, smiling.

“I hope you’re right,” Penny said, nudging Dana’s legs open. She lay between them, leaning in to kiss Dana as her hips started to rock back and forth.

Dana wrapped both legs around her stepmother, crossing her ankles. She moaned softly as little waves of pleasure started washing through her young body, and she reminded herself she had to keep quiet. It wasn’t going to be easy, the lovely friction of hers and Penny’s bodies coming together felt so good.

“God, I’ve needed this for so long,” Penny said, kissing Dana excitedly.

Dana’s heart started racing, hearing that Penny’s frustration matched her own. The little games they played — the flirting, the back and forth by email, the naughty photos and stories — was fun and exciting, but this was what both of them had craved. They’d had a little taste of being together, then were denied this intimacy, so close to each other but still out of reach.

“Me, too,” Dana said, in a breathy moan.

Her fingers dug into Penny’s shoulders as the woman’s hips started moving faster, those little waves of pleasure coursing through her young body cresting higher and higher. She met Penny’s eyes in the early morning light, and she saw the woman was feeling it, too.

She knew that it wouldn’t be long for either of them. They’d had months of foreplay, after all. Their pace became almost frantic as they pushed themselves closer and closer to a climax that was sure to rock them both to pieces. Try as they might, they couldn’t completely hold in those cries of excitement that kept wanting to escape. Penny buried her face in Dana’s neck, muffling her little wordless sounds of enjoyment. Dana bit Penny’s shoulder to do the same.

“Oh God, I’m going to come already,” Penny breathed in Dana’s ear.

Dana was right there with her, tension already building up inside in anticipation of that beautiful explosion of pleasure. Penny’s hips began to lose their grace, as she started to come, but she held it together long enough to bring them both to a mind-numbing, body trembling climax. Dana’s eyes closed her eyes, and she hugged Penny tightly as she basked in the lovely afterglow, feeling as light as a feather stirred to flight by a summer breeze.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and met Penny’s. They started laughing, amused by their exuberance. The desire and passion between them had gotten away from them a bit.

Penny kissed Dana tenderly, smiled as she said, “I don’t know what it is, but when I’m with you I’m as horny as a teenager.”

“Me too,” Dana said, making Penny laugh, “oh wait, never mind.”

“At least you have an excuse,” Penny said, smiling at her.

“I guess I’m just irresistible,” Dana said, playfully.

Penny met her eyes, said, “You are irresistible. Trying to behave around you is impossible.”

“Well,” Dana said, kissing her, “maybe we can find a way to misbehave some more.”

“There you go,” Penny said, smiling warmly at her, “being all irresistible, again.”

“Just something to think about,” Dana said.

“Believe me, I’m thinking about it,” Penny said, kissing her.

Without a further word, they fell back into making love. This time they weren’t in any hurry, kissing and touching more. At some point, Dana ended up on top, holding herself up with her weight on her arms so she could really grind against Penny. Penny pushed her hips up into Dana, and the meetings of their bodies had their nerve endings singing.

As passion started to build between them, so did their pace build up a head of steam. Penny’s hands were on her buttocks, urging her to go faster and faster. The lovely sensation was too much to bear, and Dana felt herself start to come. Penny met her eyes, and Dana saw her stepmother was almost there, too. One, two, three more rolls of her hips and Dana lost herself to her orgasm. Even through the haze of pleasure, she felt Penny come undone beneath her, could feel the woman climaxing.

Dana was gasping for air, but she still had to kiss Penny. Penny kissed her back, her hands on Dana’s cheeks.

“God, that was so good,” Penny said, smiling at Dana.

“Yeah,” Dana said, stealing another kiss. When Penny finally unlocked her legs, Dana rolled off her, stretching out on her back next to Penny.

Moving against Dana, Penny said, “Not a bad start to Columbus Day, huh?”

Laughing, Dana said, “No. Not a bad start at all.”

“Of course,” Penny said, kissing Dana’s neck, “if we keep this pace up, I’ll be in traction by the time your dad gets home.”

“We’ll pace ourselves,” Dana said.

Smiling at Dana, Penny said, “With you, I’m not sure I can.”

Her heart skipping a beat, Dana kissed her deeply. She jumped when the alarm started bleating its one note song. Laughing, she gave Penny a sheepish grin and rolled over to turn it off.

“Hit snooze,” Penny said.

Dana glanced at her, raised her eyebrows questioningly.

With a playful smile, Penny said, “I need eight more minutes.”

***

Fresh from her shower and wearing only a pair of panties and a t-shirt, Dana headed downstairs. Penny had showered first and was probably making breakfast. She found Penny in the kitchen, the makings of pancake batter spread out on the counter. Dana leaned against the archway, watching the woman work. Back in her oversized sleep shirt, her long legs bare, Penny was easy to look at.

Eventually, Dana entered the kitchen, moved behind the woman and embraced her from behind. Penny inhaled sharply when Dana’s hands came up to cup her breasts. She moaned as Dana teased her stiffening nipples, pressing back against Dana.

“You should stop that,” Penny said, her voice thick with excitement, “it wouldn’t do to get busted now.”

“You are probably right,” Dana said, letting one hand slip down Penny’s taut stomach and between her thighs. She massaged Penny’s bud through the thin panties she wore.

With a laugh that was half a moan, Penny said, “I need to finish breakfast.”

“Can I help?” Dana asked, removing her hand from between Penny’s thighs.

Penny turned to look at her, saw what she was wearing. Dana smiled when the woman’s breathing got a little funny. Ever since Penny admitted her little fantasy about Dana walking around in just panties and a shirt, Dana found an excuse to do it as much as she could. She did it so often now that her father didn’t even raise his eyebrows anymore. Frequency didn’t detract from Penny’s reaction to seeing Dana in just some cute panties and a t-shirt, though. If anything, it made her more excited, knowing Dana did it just to toy with her.

“You are such a tease,” Penny said, meeting Dana’s eyes.

“I know,” Dana said, stealing a quick kiss, “what do you want me to do?”

“Um, you can start some coffee, then set the table,” Penny said.

Dana got the coffee going as Penny started dropping pancake batter on the hot griddle. As she reached up to get the plates out of the cabinet, she felt eyes on her backside. She glanced at Penny, caught the woman looking. Laughing she said, “Don’t let Dad catch you staring at me like that.”

“If you didn’t want me to stare, you should have worn pants,” Penny said, pointing at her with the spatula.

“I never said I didn’t want you to look. I love when you look at me like that,” Dana said, playfully, “I think it might make Dad a little jealous if he caught you, though.”

“You are probably right,” Penny said, laughing, “although jealous might not be the right word.”

Dana set the table for the three of them, adding silverware to the plates. She was just sitting down when Penny took the plate in front of her and loaded it up with a healthy stack of pancakes. A bottle of syrup and a tub of butter appeared on the table, and Dana’s mouth started watering. Smothered in melted butter and thick syrup, the pancakes looked as delicious as they smelled. The first bite proved they tasted even better than they looked.

“These are so good,” Dana said, sighing happily.

“What’s so good?” Her dad asked, coming into the kitchen.

“These,” Penny said, handing him a plate of pancakes. He accepted the plate, giving Penny a quick kiss.

Sitting down next to Dana, her father asked, “Why aren’t you dressed for school?”

“It’s Columbus Day,” Penny said, setting a steaming mug of coffee in front of him, “no school.”

“I don’t understand why this is a holiday,” he said, sipping his coffee, “the guy got lost, thought he was in India.”

Dana laughed, rolled her eyes. When her dad gave her a look, she said, “Come on, Dad. You say the same thing every year. Accident or not, he discovered America.”

“Tell that to the Vikings, who made it here before old Christopher Columbus got lost,” her father said, then changed his mind, “even better, tell that to the Indians.”

Penny sat down with her plate of pancakes, said, “You are just crabby because you have to go to work and Dana is off.”

Laughing, he said, “You’ve got me there.”

“Sucks to be you,” Dana teased, drawing another look from her father. She smiled sweetly.

“If you don’t have school, why are you up? I figured you’d be asleep until noon,” her father said.

“Pancakes,” Dana said, popping a bite in her mouth and sighing happily.

“Is that what it takes to get your lazy butt out of bed?” He said, taking a bite of his own pancakes.

“Doesn’t hurt,” Dana said, smiling.

“Well, what do you have planned for your day off?” Her father asked. He wasn’t looking up, engrossed in his breakfast.

Unable to resist, Dana met Penny’s eyes, said, “I plan to spend the day in bed.”

Penny hid her smile behind her coffee mug, but she winked at Dana.

Her dad shook his head, laughed, “Lucky kid.”

“You have no idea,” Dana said, winking back at Penny.

***

With a belly full of pancakes, Dana went upstairs. She stood at her window, watching her dad getting in his car. Her heart started racing as she watched him back out of the driveway and into the street. She watched until he disappeared from view, then dug her gift for Penny out of its hiding place. She ran downstairs, found Penny putting up the last of the breakfast dishes. Hearing her enter the kitchen, Penny turned and leaned against the sink, her sleep shirt riding high on her thighs. She started smiling when she saw how excited Dana was.

“He’s gone!” Dana said, holding out the gift-wrapped box.

“I know, I was watching as he pulled away,” Penny said, accepting the box. “Help me put these dishes up, then I’ll give you my present.”

They hurried to put everything up. Finished, Dana followed Penny to the master bedroom. She watched as her stepmother fetched the festively wrapped package from its hiding place, her heart racing in her breast. The time for the big reveal had finally come. She’d get to see Penny in whatever naughty bit of lingerie she had picked out for Columbus Day. She had been waiting impatiently for this moment all week, and it was finally here.

Penny held out the package to Dana, said, “I can’t wait to see what you bought.”

“This week has been torture,” Dana said, nodding at the box on the bed, the one that contained the lingerie Penny had bought, “having that in my room and not being able to open it.”

“Yeah,” Penny said, sighing, “torture is the word.”

“No more waiting,” Dana said, starting to open the box in her hand.

“Not here. Go put it on in your room,” Penny said, smiling at Dana, “I’ll be there as soon as I change.”

“Don’t keep me waiting,” Dana said.

“Wouldn’t think of it,” Penny said, stealing a kiss, “now go.”

Dana left Penny to change into her lingerie, ran to her bedroom. She tore open the wrapping, spilling her bustier and accessories out on the bed. Her hands were shaking as she started getting undressed. She laughed at her eagerness, made herself slow down. She smoothed the bustier into place, then sat on her bed to roll her stockings onto her legs. The garters gave her fits, but she managed to fasten them. Standing up, she stepped into the tiny thong, once again laughing at how little there was to it.

Going to her closet, she pulled a shoebox down from the shelve above her clothes rack. Opening it, she saw the heels Penny had bought her for their ‘date’. Black with three-inch heels, they were by far the sexiest shoes she owned, were probably too sexy for a girl her age. She loved these shoes and had been looking for a reason to break them out, again. She thought they would go nicely with her bustier, the shoes matching the black detailing.

She put on some strawberry flavored lip gloss, ran her brush through her hair. She glanced at the door, wondering how long Penny was going to make her wait before walking through it in something scandalous. She looked around the room, not sure what to do now that she was ready.

Luckily, Penny didn’t make her wait much longer. There was a knock, then Penny asked through the door, “Can I come in?”

Her heart racing, she said, “Yeah.”

The door opened, and Dana gasped as Penny stepped into the room. She had known Penny would be wearing something sexy and probably revealing, but her imagination had failed her. Dressed in a white corset with light blue lacing up the front and a white lace ruffle on the bottom; white lace topped stockings with a light-blue back seam held up with attached garters; and a white ribbon choker, dainty and incredibly sexy on Penny’s graceful neck. Penny had fixed her hair, done her makeup and Dana couldn’t stop staring at her.

“Dana, I–” Penny said, putting her hand to her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she looked at Dana.

The surprise in Penny’s eyes gave way to excitement and Dana shivered at the lust in them. The lingerie had had the desired effect, had left Penny speechless. Feeling incredibly sexy, Dana did a slow spin for Penny, loving the woman’s reaction.

“Wow,” Penny managed to say.

“You, too,” Dana said, shaking her head, “I tried to guess what you’d be wearing… I wasn’t even close. You… you look so… God, it was so worth the wait!”

Penny smiled at her, said, “I don’t know… If I had known that was in the box, I don’t think I could have waited.”

“You like it?” Dana asked.

Crossing the room, Penny took Dana in her arms and gave her a very heated kiss. Pulling back, Penny gave her a smile that made her heart skip a few beats, said, “I love it. It’s the sexiest Columbus Day outfit I’ve ever seen.”

“I don’t know,” Dana said, smiling at her, “yours is hot, too.”

“That story you wrote — ‘Playing Hooky’… When your young girl character wanted her stepmother to like the lingerie she had bought… ‘I want her eyes to get wide, and her jaw hit the floor. I wanted to make her weak in the knee like she made me, wanted her heart to race. I needed her to think I was beautiful and sexy and irresistible’.”

Surprised, Dana said, “You are quoting my story?”

“I loved that story, must have read it a dozen times since you sent it to me,” Penny said, smiling at her, “I know that line by heart. It’s my favorite part.”

“Oh,” Dana said, her heart beating a little faster.

“Is that what you wanted, too?” Penny asked, meeting Dana’s eyes, “for my eyes to get big and my jaw hit the floor? To make my knees weak and my heart race? For me to think you are so beautiful and sexy and irresistible?”

Dana nodded, holding her breath.

Penny’s hand came up and touched Dana’s cheek lovingly, said, “It did that and more. You are beautiful, and you in this lingerie will haunt my fantasies forever. I can’t get over how amazing it looks on you.”

“I’m glad you like it,” Dana said, her heart all stupid in her breast.

“I love it,” Penny said, kissing her deeply.

Dana could feel just how much Penny loved it in her kiss, the eager caress of her tongue as her stepmother drew her in. Kissing her back, Dana thought, And let the celebration begin, again!

Sure enough, Penny broke the kiss to move onto Dana’s bed, stretching out on her back. Dana crawled onto the bed, leaning in to kiss her stepmother. It lingered awhile, neither of them in any hurry to break it. With almost seven hours left to kill, they could take their time.

Finally pulling back, Penny gave Dana a curious look, said, “You taste like strawberries.”

“Lip gloss,” Dana said, laughing.

“Ah. I thought you were hiding strawberries somewhere,” Penny said, smiling playfully at her.

“And a can of whipped cream?” Dana asked.

“I think there is one downstairs,” Penny said, amused.

“I’ll keep that in mind for later,” Dana said, kissing Penny, again.

Her stepmother sighed when Dana pressed her lips to the graceful curve of her neck, then her collarbone. Running her hands up Penny’s flanks, she could feel the boning in the corset as it reshaped Penny’s already lovely body. Luckily they stopped just underneath Penny’s breasts, and Dana cupped them, kneaded them through the satiny material. Penny moaned, her back arching off the bed as she pushed her breasts into Dana’s hands eagerly.

Dana moved lower, pushed Penny’s long legs open. She glanced up at Penny as she pulled the little matching thong to one side. Smiling, she saw Penny holding her breath in anticipation. Not keeping her stepmother waiting, Dana ran her tongue across Penny’s bud, and Penny let out her breath in a moan. The two orgasms earlier hadn’t completely quelled the desire in Penny, it would seem.

She did say she couldn’t control herself, Dana thought, her heart getting a little funny in her breast. She kind of liked the idea of being the bane of Penny’s self-control, a temptation. Lord knows, Penny was one for her.

The caress of Dana’s tongue against her bud had Penny moaning and making these little wordless sounds of enjoyment. It was a good thing they didn’t need to be quiet anymore. Dana wet two fingers with saliva and eased them into Penny’s ready pussy. Penny’s back arched off the bed as Dana found that magic button inside, teased her g-spot with little come-hither motions. Penny clutched at the covers as those two sensations melded into one, her body going crazy.

“God, I’d forgotten how good you are at this,” Penny said, moaning thickly.

Smiling up at her, Dana thought, Never did send her the article I read about this.

The caress of her tongue across Penny’s bud and the pressure of her fingertips teasing Penny’s g-spot had the woman writhing in pleasure. Penny’s hips moved with a mind of their own, pressing her pussy eagerly against Dana’s mouth. Her cries of enjoyment filled the bedroom, growing louder as she became more and more excited.

“Oh God,” Penny said, her eyes widening. Dana saw her stepmother’s stomach muscles tightening, heard her stop breathing and knew the woman was close. She rolled her eyes up and saw the slack-mouthed, eyes-rolled-back look of bliss, didn’t look away as she brought Penny to a body-shaking orgasm. She eased her fingers out of Penny, massaging her labia to keep the lovely sensations washing through her stepmother.

Dana crawled up Penny’s supine body, giving her a lingering kiss before hopping off the bed.

“Where are you going?” Penny called, rolling on her side to watch as Dana went to her dresser.

Dana pulled the bottom drawer out, setting it aside. She reached in and found the gift-wrapped box inside the void. Bringing it out, she showed it to Penny, said, “I bought you a second Columbus Day gift.”

“You did?” Penny asked, sitting up, “What is it?”

Coming to the bed, Dana handed the present to her, said, “Open it and see.”

Penny looked at her a second, then at the box in her hand. She ripped the wrapping open, then opened the box. Her eyes got wide as she pulled the strap-on harness and dildo out of the box. Laughing, she looked at her stepdaughter. “What the hell, Dana?”

“I was going to get one like the one in the video — you know, where the stepmother takes the girl shopping for lingerie — but the review said it was hard to use. A bunch of people recommended this instead,” Dana said, crawling onto the bed.

Looking from the harness to Dana, Penny asked, “Is this for you or me?”

“Us,” Dana said, smiling.

“I mean do you want to wear this or… me?” Penny asked.

“Um, both,” Dana said, then blushed, “or I did before I saw it. It’s kind of…big. I read the dimensions on the website, but I guess I didn’t understand what they meant.”

“It is pretty… adventurous,” Penny said, laughing. She gave Dana a curious look, asked, “Do you think you’re ready for this? Well, not this, but something like it?”

“That’s sort of the other surprise,” Dana said, blushing, “I’m not a virgin, any more.”

“Your not?” Penny asked.

“I don’t know how it happened, but no,” Dana said.

“Huh,” Penny said, then nodded. She got off the bed, said as she walked toward the door, “I’ll be back.”

“Where are you going?” Dana asked.

Pausing with her hand on the door, Penny turned to Dana and said, “You’ll see.”

Dana waited, wondering what Penny was doing. She didn’t have to wait long, then Penny was back with a dusty locked box. Dana watched with interest as Penny put in the combination, then popped the lock. The hinges protested as Penny opened the lid. Dana laughed at what she saw inside, and it was her turn to say, “What the hell, Penny?”

“These are from my college days,” Penny said, digging around in the box, “and this is probably more your speed. That is, if you are sure you want to do this.”

Dana took the much smaller, pale blue dildo from Penny. It was about the size of her vibrator, so she thought it should be okay. It definitely wasn’t as intimidating as the one she’d bought.

“Will it work with the harness?” Dana asked.

“Should,” Penny said, then smiled and held up something else, “I have that covered, too, if it doesn’t.”

“Wow,” Dana said, laughing, “what else do you have in there?”

“Let’s see how this goes,” Penny said, closing the box, “then we’ll worry about what other toys I have in here.”

Penny picked up the harness Dana had bought off Amazon, undid the retaining straps and pulled the dildo out. She slipped the pale blue one in and secured the straps, again. Showing it to Dana, she said, “Stand up.”

Dana got to her feet, and Penny had her hold the harness in place, while she tried to fasten the straps. Pulling it off, Penny said, “We will have to add some holes for you, but I think you’ll be able to wear it when it’s your turn.”

“My turn?” Dana asked, raising her eyebrows.

“You said it was my gift,” Penny said, smiling as she stood up, “that means I get to play with it first, right?”

“Um, sure,” Dana said.

“Now is your time to chicken out,” Penny said, smiling playfully at her, “if you let me put it on…”

“Put it on,” Dana said, handing Penny the harness, “I’ve been dying to try this thing out all week, and that was when I was a little scared of the dildo.”

Laughing, Penny said, “That thing is scary.”

“It didn’t look that big in the picture,” Dana said, blushing.

“God, I wish I was a fly on the wall when you were looking for a strap-on,” Penny said, laughing harder.

“Next time, I’ll let you help me pick something out,” Dana said.

Penny sobered up some, and she gave Dana a playful smile, said, “Next time?”

“Next time,” Dana said, smiling at her. She saw the idea intrigued Penny and her heart started beating faster when she thought Penny was thinking about ‘next time’.

“We’ll see about next time,” Penny said, then started slipping into the harness, “let’s see how today goes.”

“Okay,” Dana said, thinking Penny was already thinking about a new toy for them to play with.

Dana watched as Penny secured first one hip, then the other, adjusting the harness until she had it like she wanted. Just like that, Penny had sprouted a pale blue penis, about six inches in length and a little over an inch in diameter. With a mixture of apprehension and excitement, Dana wondered how it was going to feel inside of her.

As she moved back and Penny crawled onto the bed with her, Dana thought, This is really about to happen. Penny is going fuck me with that dildo.

She was wrong, though. Penny moved between her legs, spreading them wide, then lowered her mouth to Dana’s bud. The caress of her tongue drew a moan to Dana’s lips, then another. Dana wondered what Penny was up to, but trusted the woman enough not to ask. She was sure Penny knew what she was doing.

Besides, what Penny was doing to her felt amazing. The last thing she wanted to do was to tell the woman to stop. Dana put a hand on the back of her stepmother’s head so that she couldn’t getaway. Penny rolled her eyes up at Dana, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she drove Dana crazy with her able tongue.

When Penny slipped a finger into her mouth, and it came out glistening with saliva, Dana realized what was happening. She accepted the finger without pain, moaning as it slipped deep into her slick sex. Her back arched as Penny found her g-spot, intense pleasure washing through her young body as Penny teased it.

Dana gasped as a second finger joined the first, moving slowly in and out of her. Penny’s mouth returned to her bud, the hot, wet flick of her tongue and the thrusts of her fingers making Dana cry out in enjoyment.

No wonder Penny came so hard when I did this to her, Dana thought, feeling the first stirrings of an orgasm. Her fingers tightened in Penny’s hair as the woman pushed her closer and closer to coming. Her eyes squeezed shut as her body exploded with pleasure and shook through her climax like someone pitching a fit.

Penny leaned in to give Dana a slow, lingering kiss. Distracted by the kiss, Dana didn’t notice Penny moving until she felt the rubber tip of the dildo press against the opening to her vagina. Breaking the kiss, she saw Penny was now on her knees between her thighs. Penny met her eyes and, when Dana nodded, pushed her hips slowly forward.

Dana’s body stretched to take the dildo in, and it bit deep, much deeper than Penny’s fingers. Still sensitive from coming so soon ago, she moaned thickly feeling it inside of her. Penny hesitated, not moving as she gave Dana a questioning look. Dana bit her lip and nodded, again. Penny’s second thrust felt even better than the first and the third better than that one. Each time the dildo moved inside of her, it forced a little cry of pleasure from her.

“That feels so good,” Dana moaned, her fingers digging into her covers.

Penny kept it nice and slow until Dana was ready for more, then let her pace increase. Her stepmother leaned forward, putting her weight on her arms, so she could let her stroke open up. Each long thrust was a sweet torture on Dana’s young pussy, too much for her to stand. She thought she was going to come already.

Dana gasped as Penny eased out of her and patted her on the outer thigh, said, “Get up.”

Realizing what Penny wanted, Dana got to her hands and knees. As Penny moved behind her, Dana looked over her shoulder at her stepmother. One hand on Dana’s hip and the other guiding the dildo, Penny entered Dana, again. Dana gasped as the rubber penis rubbed against her insides a different way, the change of angle making a huge difference.

The shift in position delayed her orgasm but didn’t completely alleviate the tension in her young body. Still, Penny kept her pace slow, teasing Dana right at the edge of coming.

Coming to a stop, Penny put her hand between Dana’s shoulder blades, gently pushing down. Dana put her cheek on her folded arms, looking back at her ass up in the air. Penny’s first thrust made her cry out as it hit just the right spot. The next one made her cry out again, and she decided she liked this position best.

So far, Dana amended, thinking there were a whole lot of positions she hasn’t experienced yet.

Penny leaned forward, her arm snaking around and down until her fingers found Dana’s tender bud. As Penny rocked her hips back and forth, she massaged Dana’s clit. The one-two punch of pleasure did Dana in, and she felt the orgasm Penny had been teasing her with come alive inside. This time Penny didn’t hold her back from it, let the orgasm have its way. Slow and easy thrusts of Penny’s hips made Dana gasp and kept the lovely sensations rolling through her.

Easing out of Dana, Penny ran her hands down Dana’s back, onto her shoulders. She pulled Dana to her knees, embracing her from behind. Dana sighed as Penny kissed her neck, her shoulder. She turned until she was facing Penny, kissed her deeply. As she moved into Penny’s arm, she felt something poking her in the hip, belatedly remembering the dildo.

Penny smiled at her, said, “I guess you were ready.”

“I guess so,” Dana said, laughing.

“I’d ask how you liked it, but…” Penny said, her smile widening.

“It was… well, you saw how it was,” Dana said.

“I did,” Penny said, kissing her.

“Does that mean it’s my turn to play with our new toy?” Dana asked.

“We’ll have to add some new holes. You’re a little too skinny,” Penny said.

“Well, yeah,” Dana said, laughing.

“Good news is,” Penny said, winking, “you’ll be able to grow into it.”

“Think I’m going to need it in the future, huh?” Dana asked, playfully.

“Don’t you?” Penny asked, with a look that made Dana forget to breathe for a few seconds.

“Yeah,” Dana said, her heart racing.

“Come on,” Penny said, getting off the bed, “let’s go put some holes in this.”

They didn’t bother with robes, walking downstairs in their Columbus Day outfits. Dana couldn’t help but think today would be a bad day for her dad to come home early as she followed Penny into the kitchen.

From the junk drawer, Penny pulled a pair of pointy scissors and a marker. With Dana’s help, Penny held the harness in place, making marks with the marker where the new holes needed to be. When she had both hips marked, she took the harness to the center island, used the scissors to poke a starter hole in each side. Going back to the junk drawer, she found a screwdriver, which she used to widen the holes she had made in the leather.

After examining her handiwork, Penny held the harness out to Dana, smiled, and said, “Try it on.”

Getting into the thing turned out to be trickier than it looked and Dana looked at Penny for guidance. Penny laughed and showed her how to fasten one leg, then slip into it. Feeling kind of dumb, Dana managed to get the other side secured. It seemed to fit right, but she had no way of knowing if that were the case. Again, she looked to Penny for guidance.

Stepping close, Penny checked the fit, then smiled at Dana, “Congratulations. You are officially strapped into a strap-on.”

Dana looked down at herself and had to laugh, “All right, this is just weird.”

“Yeah,” Penny said, smiling.

Bouncing on her heels, Dana shook her head at the comical swinging of the dildo.

“You ready to go back upstairs and give it a test run?” Penny asked.

“Um, yeah,” Dana said. She followed Penny upstairs, walking a little funny because the bob of the dildo was distracting. She finally had to grab it to keep it from swinging. Dana wondered if she looked as goofy as she felt.

In Dana’s room again, Penny urged Dana to stretch out on her back. Propped up on her elbows, Dana watched as Penny straddled her hips, then lowered onto the jutting dildo. With her hand, Penny guided it home, sinking onto it until it disappeared inside of her. Stooping, Penny gave Dana a quick but heated kiss. Straightening back up, Penny moved up and down on the dildo, moaning each time the dildo bit deep.

Dana’s eyes widened as Penny’s every movement translated through the strap-on to her, rubbing against her bud deliciously. It didn’t feel as good as being on the other end of the harness, but it still felt much better than she had expected.

Seeing Dana’s reaction, Penny said around a moan, “This harness is nice, but some of them have a vibrating egg or a second dildo, so the wearer gets more out of it.”

“This is why you’re helping me pick out the next sex toy I buy,” Dana said, smiling playfully.

“Sounds like a plan,” Penny said, leaning in for a kiss.

I think she means that, Dana thought, her heart racing. It wasn’t so much the additional sex toys that had her heart beating a mile a minute but the implied more time spent together like this, all tangled up on Dana’s bed. Clothing optional.

Penny distracted Dana from her thoughts, by urging her to sit up. Without easing off the dildo, Penny poked her long legs out behind Dana, sitting on Dana’s lap facing her. Penny showed Dana how to cross her legs Indian style and sat in the hollow of her legs. Smiling, Penny wrapped her arms around Dana’s neck as she began to roll her hips into the dildo.

“This is my favorite position,” Penny said, kissing Dana, “it’s very intimate. You can look your partner in the eyes, creating this connection.”

Dana saw what Penny was talking about and it was indeed very personal. It was kind of sexy, seeing Penny’s eyes widen just a little bit every time the dildo moved inside of her. She could almost feel the pleasure the woman was experiencing. It was sharing on a whole other level. Leaning in, she gave Penny a tender kiss.

As a writer, it was a moment she’d never forget, would have to figure out a way to put it in one of her stories. If she could convey that connection in words, if she could make the readers feel like she did looking into Penny’s eyes and seeing the woman’s desire, her pleasure in them, then she would have the hottest story she’d ever written.

Finding those words would have to wait, though. Her very beautiful and sexy stepmother was a distraction sitting on her lap. Smiling, Dana found another reason to like this position as her hands came up to cup Penny’s breasts.

Penny’s hips were rolling against the dildo faster, her little cries of enjoyment getting louder. Penny buried her face in Dana’s neck, her fingers digging into Dana’s shoulders. Dana didn’t need to look into Penny’s eyes to know the woman was rocking her way towards an orgasm. With her hands on Penny’s buttocks, she helped the woman really ride the dildo. Penny’s grip on her shoulder was almost painful as she started to come, but Dana hardly noticed. As Penny’s body began to lose its grace, Dana pushed her hips up into the woman, finishing her off. With her cry of ecstasy muffled against Dana’s neck, Penny came hard, trembling as she clung to Dana.

Eventually, Penny pulled back, smiling at Dana. It was a slightly dazed smile, and Dana laughed, kissed her.

Penny glanced at Dana’s alarm clock, laughed and said, “Jesus! It’s not even ten o’clock yet.”

“We still have a long time to spend together,” Dana said, smiling at her stepmother.

Laughing, Penny kissed her said, “I’m not as young as you. We need to pace ourselves.”

“So you keep saying,” Dana said, amused.

Shaking her head, Penny said, “I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.”

***

“The water feels amazing.”

Dana had to agree, leaning back into Penny.

Their desire finally sated, they had gone downstairs for something to eat. Dana had been surprised just how hungry she was, the pancakes from breakfast long since burned off in their passionate lovemaking. They talked about story ideas as they ate and Penny came up with the idea of doing a co-authored story, one with dual narratives — Dana would pen the girl’s side of the story, Penny the adult’s. By the time they finished eating, Dana was getting excited about the project, thought it would fun to tell a story from two different points of view.

After eating, they had decided on taking a bath together. That was where they were now, Penny sitting at the back of the tub with Dana between her legs. They had turned out the lights and lit a couple of candles. A bottle of wine sat on the closed toilet lid, and they each had a glass.

“To the best Columbus Day ever,” Penny said, holding up her glass.

Smiling, Dana clinked her glass to Penny’s, said, “The best Columbus Day ever.”

Dana took a sip of the burgundy-colored liquid in her glass and thought, I think I’m starting to like the taste of wine.

Penny kissed Dana’s neck, said, “So, Thanksgiving is coming up next month.”

Laughing, Dana asked, “Already making plans for that four day weekend?”

“Honestly, I don’t know if I’ll be able to wait that long,” Penny said.

Dana smiled, getting the feeling that Penny would be back in her bed before there was a turkey on the table. Somehow, some way…

On to Chapter Nine!

by A Minor Paragon

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in September 2016 }

Walking in from the sunny parking lot, the cool air of the hotel raised goosebumps on the bare skin of the two people entering the lobby, making them shiver a little. The taller of the two had eyes that darted around nervously, coming to rest on the woman behind the counter that she reluctantly stepped up to, dropping her suitcase in front of it. The shorter looked around with far more interest, taking in the lush furniture and public access PCs that made the waiting area of the front entrance so inviting.

Fancy, she thought.

“Welcome to the Companion Hotel,” said the woman behind the desk, looking the two over. “How can I help you today?”

“I’d like to… book a room? For tonight,” was the hesitant reply, and the receptionist could see why.

“There is a more traditional hotel just a couple of miles down the road,” she offered. “Are you sure this is where you would like to say? Our rooms are a bit more expensive than you might be used to.”

“I’ve read your website. I think this is where we need to be.”

“I see.” The receptionist paused for a moment. “You are aware of what goes on in this hotel?”

“The website was very clear. I don’t think I’ll be using your, er, services… but I’ll sign the forms and such just the same. Like I said, the website was very clear.”

The receptionist looked a little uncomfortable and fidgeted a bit, looking down. She raised her eyes back to the person she was speaking to. “It’s just we don’t get too many… perhaps it would be best if you spoke to the owner. Would you mind waiting for just a moment?”

The woman sighed. “I suppose that’s for the best.”

“I’m sorry about this, but you must realize that this isn’t the normal situation for us.”

“I do. I understand, honestly.”

The receptionist looked a bit relieved that this person didn’t seem to be in a mood to make much of a fuss. “If you’d like to have a seat over there,” she pointed to the couches set up to the right of the entrance doors, “she’ll be right out to see you.”

“Thank you.” The suitcase was picked up and lugged over to the chair indicated by the receptionist.

***

The phone in the office chimed softly, and Susan, the owner of the hotel, looked up from the spreadsheet she was working on to grab it. What? An interruption in the endless paperwork it takes to run this place? Say it isn’t so!

“Susan here,” she announced into the receiver.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, ma’am, but there’s someone who wants to book a room for tonight.”

A good-natured laugh burst forth from Susan’s lips. “We are still a hotel, right? The building didn’t become a pet store when I wasn’t looking?”

“It’s the, um, nature of the people that want to book the room.”

Susan began to get excited. “Is it aliens? Or time-traveling monks from the future who wish to shake the hand of the woman that began the Great Liberation that persists to the year eight thousand? Sentient flying dolphins? Don’t leave me in suspense, Jenni!”

Jenni whispered into the mouthpiece. “I think you’d better come up and see for yourself.”

That set Susan back. “Do I need to alert security?”

“It’s nothing like that. Please, just come and see.”

With a sigh, Susan murmured, “Very well, I’ll be there in a second.”

“Thank you.” Odd, she sounded quite relieved. What in the world is this about?

Susan saved her work and locked the machine, then went over to the elevator and took it up to the lobby. As she turned the corner she looked over at Jenni, who pointed toward the waiting area. Susan looked in that direction, and decided it was probably best that Jenni had called her up.

Sitting in one of the chairs was a woman, tapping one heel and looking a bit haunted, while a young girl nearby was jumping from one black tile on the floor to another without a care in the world. The woman was wearing jeans and a white short-sleeved top, with shoulder-length hair pulled back into a ponytail. A large watch adorned one wrist, and she was wearing sandals and a heart-shaped pendant around her neck.

The girl, by contrast, had the longest hair she’d ever seen on someone that young, and it was being flung about as she jumped from tile to tile. She was wearing sneakers, black shorts, and a purple sleeveless top. The woman’s hair was a light blonde, but hers was darker, and Susan could see it was wavy and thick. It reached past her cute little bottom, and Susan wondered how she managed not to get it caught on everything she happened to pass by.

She went over to the pair. “Hello there, I’m Susan,” she began, holding out a hand to the older woman. “I’m the owner, summoned forth from my dungeon lair like the proverbial genie, to make all your wishes come true.”

The woman stood up and shook it, and the girl skipped over to join them. “Nice to meet you.”

“Do you really own this whole place?” asked the girl. “It’s great!”

“Why thank you,” replied Susan. “But if I put you in charge, you wouldn’t think so highly of it. The paperwork, you wouldn’t believe it. But that’s not why you’re here. Or is it? Do you want to buy the place?”

“Uh, no,” said the older woman. “We’re here because… uh… well…”

Susan glanced over at the girl, who was beaming at her. Wow, what a cutie. Look at that smile, and that cute missing tooth! She has such faint eyebrows, that’s odd. But those sparkling eyes make up for it, and that dimple… Focus, Susan!

“I take it the situation is a bit complex?” she said.

“You might say that,” sighed the woman.

“Why don’t you come down to my office and explain it?” Susan offered, and the woman looked relieved.

“That would be great.”

“This way.”

The girl took her mother’s hand, the one that was not holding the suitcase, and Susan led them to the elevator.

“I’m Carolyn,” said the girl after the doors had closed.

“Oh, yes, and I’m… uh…” This woman seems to be having trouble remembering her own name.

“You don’t have to give me a name if you don’t want to. I’m not asking for your ID or anything. And the hotel does accept cash, no questions asked.”

“I’m sorry. It’s just, even in a place like this, I’m not sure…” She lapsed into silence.

The young girl made a face. “You worry too much, Mom!”

Well, at least she hasn’t grabbed this girl off the street, so that’s a bit of weight off my mind. Unless the girl was just told to call this woman ‘Mom.’ I can probably find that out later. “Well, until you’d like to tell me, I’ll just call you ‘Carolyn’s Mom’, if that’s okay?”

“You might be throwing me out in a minute, so I guess it doesn’t matter.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine with it, Mom.”

The elevator doors swished open, and Susan led the two into her cramped office, offering them the only chairs in the room while she closed the door.

“So, unless the FBI has bugged this room again, it’s just us. What’s on your mind, Carolyn’s Mom?”

“Did they really bug your office?” Carolyn interrupted, eyes wide.

Susan laughed and waved her hands. “They better not have. No, that was just a joke.”

“Oh.” She seemed disappointed.

“I’m not sure how to say this,” her mom began. “I guess it’s just better to come right out with it. If you throw us out or whatever, you throw us out. The truth is, my daughter and I… we’ve, uh… been intimate with each other.”

“Just say we have sex, Mom. God!” Carolyn rolled her eyes. “She runs a hotel where people go to have sex with the maids, right?”

Carolyn’s mother flushed bright red, looking mortified. “Honey, you can’t just say stuff like that!”

“Sure you can, I just did.” She turned back to Susan. “Can I really do stuff with any of the maids here?”

Susan broke into a wide grin, both at the deeper shade of crimson her mother was now showing, and the question. “Indeed — when you’re older, at least. I want to change laws, but I can only change one at a time. I have to pick my battles. Why? Was there one you had your eye on already? Our website is fairly extensive in listing those that work here.”

The girl shrugged. “The receptionist was pretty cute. She isn’t a maid, but she’s the only one I’ve seen so far. I didn’t get into that part of the website.”

“Really? I work here.”

“Oh, yeah. Hmmm…” Carolyn looked Susan up and down, nodding. “Yeah, you look nice. Very nice.”

The woman released the girl’s hand and buried her face. “Carolyn!”

“What? Oh, Mom, she isn’t as good looking as you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“That’s not what I meant!”

“Wait, the girl at the front desk, or me? She’s usually taken anyway,” explained Susan. “Working at the front counter, she gets a lot of offers. She usually has her pick of guests. Me, on the other hand… well, owning the place I pretty much get my pick too, now that I think about it.” She winked and Carolyn giggled.

“Cool. I want to work here when I grow up!”

The woman glared at her daughter. “You will not!”

“Why not, Mom?”

She sputtered a bit in reply.

Steering back to the topic at hand, Susan spoke. “Anyway, the subject at hand is the two of you. So you’ve had sex, eh?”

Her mother looked resigned. “A couple of months ago. My husband was away on business, and it was a very warm evening. I went to take a shower, to cool off. Suddenly the door opened and there was Carolyn, totally naked and coming into the room like it was nothing.”

“Actually, I was totally nervous,” the child admitted.

“So were you surprised?” Susan asked the girl’s mother, leaning forward a little.

“Uh, yes? Shocked is more like it. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked her.” She turned to the girl. “What was it you said?”

“Um, ‘I’m taking a shower with you,’ I think. I don’t really remember.”

“So… did you let her stay?”

She nodded. “I thought it was odd, but she slid the door open and got in with me. I washed her hair, I just love my little girl’s hair…” She idly trailed a hand through it.

“I love it too!” admitted Susan. “It must be inconvenient to wear it so long, but it looks lovely on you. So what happened then?”

“You really want to hear this?”

“Oh, yes!”

“Okay, I guess. After I washed Carolyn’s hair, I was going to wash the rest of her, too. So I reached for the washcloth, but she took it away from me and just said, ‘Use your hands, Mom.'”

“And you did?” Susan imagined this cute little girl, dripping wet with her hair all stuck together and dark from being washed, Mommy’s hands running up and down her slick body.

“God help me, I did. It was just such a surreal scene, I couldn’t even believe it was happening.”

“It felt really good,” Carolyn put in.

“I can imagine.”

“After that, we sat and dried her hair, and she took my hand as we headed to the bedroom. I figured she would head back to her own room, but when I tried to pull my hand away she just held it tighter.”

“I told her I wanted to sleep with her that night, and we both got into bed, still holding hands,” Carolyn explained. “Me and Mom were facing each other, and we were both still totally naked, and my heart was going a million miles an hour!”

“I didn’t know what to expect, but then she said, ‘I love you, Mom.’ Her voice was so soft. I told her I loved her too, and suddenly she was… was…”

“I kissed Mom,” Carolyn giggled, putting her hands over her mouth. “That really surprised her!”

The woman shook her head. “You have no idea. I thought she was just, you know, kissing me goodnight, but then she didn’t pull away and the kiss went on and on, and suddenly her tongue was in my mouth, and… well, let’s just say that things got more intense from there.”

“So you both had an amazing night of lovemaking, that’s what you’re saying.”

“I sure did!” agreed Carolyn. “It was exactly what I wanted. But Mom said we couldn’t ever do that again, and she wouldn’t talk about it the next day.”

“Well, it’s a big step for a mother to take, becoming lovers with her little girl,” admitted Susan. “What made you kiss her in the first place?”

“I love my mom,” the child explained as if it was that simple. “And I wanted to show her just how much. Kissing and stuff, that’s what her and Dad do all the time. Why can’t I do it with her, too?”

Susan couldn’t help but smile. “Because someone hundreds of years ago decided you shouldn’t.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Oh, probably. But that’s how it is.”

“So anyway, now you know,” the girl’s mother said. “The rest you can probably guess.”

“Maybe. You want to find her someone here to make love to? Satisfy her, and then she’ll stop pressuring you about it?”

“What? No! All she wants is to have sex with me again!”

“Yeah, I want to be Mom’s lover for always,” Carolyn said, a dreamy cast to her eyes. “But she says we can’t do stuff like that at home, so I made her bring me here!”

“She won’t let up for a moment,” the girl’s mother said with a sigh. “Finally, I just… gave in.”

“Oh!” Realization dawned on Susan’s face. “You thought that we might be okay with the idea of the two of you being lovers, given what goes on here.”

“Are you? Okay with it, I mean.”

Susan considered. “Maybe. I’m considering it.”

“How did you start this place, anyway?” asked Carolyn.

“That’s easily enough told. You know what prostitution is, right?”

“I think so…”

“It’s paying someone to have sex with you. Now, if I were a filmmaker I could pay two people to have sex with each other, film it, and that would be fine. But one person directly paying another? Oh, no, that’s bad.”

“More of that hundreds-of-years-ago stuff, I bet.”

“Exactly. So I thought, what about a place where people could go, have a great time, but still be legal? A hotel, I thought, but with a twist.”

Carolyn’s mother looked a bit interested, despite herself. “So you opened the Companion Hotel?”

“That’s right. Here, every employee from the maids to the chef knows they can be asked at any time to spend the night with a guest. And if respectfully asked, and they don’t have a prior claim, they’re expected to say yes. I’ve got an app and everything, so you can see my entire staff, schedule a ‘speed date’ to ‘ask them out,’ the whole ten yards. I always go the extra yard,” she added with a wink to Carolyn. The child giggled.

“Isn’t that a little dangerous?” the woman asked.

“Not really. I have two nurses and a full-time doctor on staff, and every employee must have monthly STD testing done. Even I do. The hotel provides protection at no cost, everyone is expected to use it, and I pay for any birth control methods chosen if their insurance doesn’t. The nurses hold regular safety workshops, and sex training workshops too!”

“Oh. But actually I meant, you know, someone being raped or something.”

“Oh, that kind of danger. Well, I employ a martial arts master to teach self-defense classes, too. I also have a security guard for each floor on regular patrol, listening for any kind of struggle. They’re authorized to open any door at any time to check up on people if they have a good reason to. It’s in the paperwork you have to sign to stay here, that you agree to that.”

“What does all that have to do with pr-prostitution?” asked Carolyn.

“That’s the beauty of the whole system! My employees are contractually obligated to refuse to accept anything, money, gifts, favors, whatever — for their ‘activities.’ But nothing says I can’t pay my employees whatever I want, so typical salaries are double that of the national average. Of course, that money has to come from someplace, so the rooms are more expensive too. It all works out.”

“So if one of your employees happens to ‘hook up’ with a guest after their shift is over, that’s their business, right?” asked the mother.

“Exactly. I can’t do anything about that,” Susan answered with a grin.

“And if it happens over and over…”

“I can’t help how beautiful some people are. I hired a lot of sexually magnetic women, you can’t sue me for that.”

“Wow, you’re so smart!” Carolyn gushed, looking impressed. “That sounds like a great idea!”

“Thanks. I hoped it would work out, and it did. This hotel is extremely popular. People come from all over the world to sample what we have to offer.”

“I have no doubt,” muttered Carolyn’s mom. “So… will you let us stay, or not?”

Susan weighed her options carefully. This woman seemed to be somewhat torn — both wishing for Susan to tell her to go away, and inviting her and Carolyn to stay for the night.

Finally. Susan decided that she needed a little more information. Turning to the mother, she said, “Would you mind waiting out in the hall for a moment? I want to ask your daughter a few things in private.”

The woman began to protest, but Carolyn shushed her. “It’s okay, Mom. It’s not like I can go anywhere,” she said, indicating the small office.

“Oh, all right,” the girl’s mother, sighed.

“You can wait right outside, it won’t take a moment.” Susan opened the door for her and the woman exited. Then Susan closed the door and as quietly as she could, locked it.

The girl seemed a little nervous, and Susan held both her hands up. “It’s okay, Carolyn. I just have to ask you something. Do you want me to call security and have her removed?”

Carolyn seemed baffled. “What? Why?”

“Is this woman’s story true? You really are her daughter?”

“Of course I am, who else would I be?”

Susan shook her head. “I don’t know, I’m not a mind reader, am I? If you needed to get away from her for some reason, this would be the time to say so. I need to know before I let you both stay here.”

“It’s fine, I want to be here. I’m the one that found this place, so we could get naked and have a good time without worrying about Dad catching us, y’know, doing sex. That’s what Mom’s really scared of. She says even a regular hotel would be dangerous if someone heard us and called the cops. I figured here with the door closed, no one would know how old I was.”

Susan sat down across from the little girl and looked her in the eye. Taking Carolyn’s hands, she asked her, “You’re not being forced to say that, then. Your mother hasn’t hurt you, or bullied you into saying these things? Threatened you somehow?”

“No, nothing like that. I adore her!”

“And you started this? That first night you had sex, she didn’t force you into it?”

Carolyn shook her head. “I started it — in the shower as I said. She started touching me and it felt really good, I didn’t want her to stop. That’s why I followed her into bed, and we were so close and she felt so warm… I just had to kiss her.” She blushed and looked down, but then met Susan’s eyes again, smiling. “And then, I didn’t want to stop!”

She seems sincere, at least. “I had to ask.”

Carolyn sighed. “I know. It’s so, so stupid. Can’t I just love Mom the way I want?”

“Society says… no. First, because you’re underage, second because you’re not supposed to have sex with your own mother. Luckily, you came to see me, and I’m only one woman, not society at large.”

“So… can we stay?” Carolyn’s face lit up again.

Susan looked the girl up and down, pondering the situation. I guess as long as she really does want this, there’s no real harm in it. And they’ve already had sex once, so the “damage,” whatever that means, has already been done.

“Probably,” she said at last. “Now let’s let your mother back in, before she gets worried.”

“Oh thank you, thank you!” Carolyn cried, throwing her arms around Susan in a hug. Her heart throbbing, Susan returned the child’s embrace. Oh my, I could get used to this…

When she let go, Susan hastened to unlock the door and let her mother back inside. Carolyn was bouncing with excitement, and her mother gave the girl a quizzical look.

“She said we could probably stay!”

“Probably?” she asked, looking over at Susan.

“There is one itty bitty concession you have to make.” She did an impression of a certain half-woman, half-octopus. “Really just a token, merely a trifle!”

“That’s from The Little Mermaid!” chirped Carolyn.

“That movie came out before you were born… how did you know that?” Susan said.

“So? I’ve only watched it, like, a dozen times.”

“Me too,” admitted Susan with a shrug. “That Ariel, she’s a real cutie, am I right?” Carolyn grinned at her.

“What concession?” demanded the girl’s mother.

“Welllll,” she drew out, “Carolyn here insists this is all exactly as described. She’s just a normal girl, with a normal life, who happens to want to have sex with her mom. I’m inclined to believe her. But, as they say, the proof of the pudding is in the eating. You can stay, but to make sure everything stays all ponies and rainbows, I’m going to have to include myself in your activities.” She shook her head in mock resignation. “It’s the only way I can be sure that the sex really is consensual, like your daughter claims. I mean unless you’ll let me film it.”

“What?” Carolyn’s mom gasped, her hands flying over her mouth. “You want to what?”

“I want you both,” Susan said with a grin, pointing at them. “More your daughter than you, I’ve had women before. Someone this young, though… that’s going to be a new experience. Owning this place, I’ve been in the beds of all sorts of people. Young, old, men, women. Each with their own story, each with their own reasons for being here. But a girl this young, and with her mother along for the ride? When will I ever get another chance like this?”

“But… but…” Carolyn’s mother sputtered. “Another woman? I mean, I’m married!”

“What’s that?” Susan cupped a hand over her ear. “I’m hearing the voices of people hundreds of years dead again. You’re asking me to allow you to have sex with someone outside your marriage. You aren’t married to your daughter, after all. Why would adding me to the mix be any different? And you’re daughter’s a woman, so I know that part doesn’t totally turn you off.”

The woman sat down with a thump. “I just… I don’t know.”

“What about you?” Susan asked Carolyn. “This is, after all, your show.”

“Gee, I don’t know either. I mean, I just wanted my mom. But I suppose having you there wouldn’t be that much more weird, right? And you are pretty hot.”

“As long as you’ll both think it over. I’ll tell you what; take a couple of hours to consider, I don’t need an answer right this second, and you guys have all night to play. You’re not jumping into bed with each other at this hour of the day. I’ll get you a room so you can put your luggage away, and you can enjoy the pool, or play some video games in the arcade. Whatever. Have dinner brought to your room and I’ll be the one to deliver it. You can give me your final decision then. We eat, and if I can stay, we can all sleep in one bed.” She leaned over to Carolyn and whispered, “They’re very comfortable!” She straightened up again. “If not, well, you get to stay in the finest hotel in the area, have some great food because I hire the best, but you sleep apart. I’ll even make the offer more attractive. You can stay on the house if I get to spend the night with you both. How does that sound?”

The mother frowned. “A little like blackmail?”

“Huh? Blackmail would be me filming you both without you knowing, and then demanding money after you left to keep me from calling the police. I’m going to be there with you, after all — I can’t blackmail myself. I’m just letting you stay in my hotel free of charge, for absolutely no reason. Maybe you’re our ten-thousandth guest or something. I don’t know.”

“I guess if it’s the only way…” Carolyn’s mother began, looking over at her daughter.

“We can talk about it, Mom — but for now, which way to the pool?”

I bet all that hair looks gorgeous floating in a cloud around her head underwater. Susan stood. “Let me get you both a keycard first.” She programmed two cards, handing them over to the pair. “You’re in room 319, and the card will open a locker for you to put your clothes in. As a note, the pool is no swimsuits allowed. It’s pretty quiet at this time of day, though. I hope that’s okay?”

The woman slowly stood. “There aren’t going to be people… having sex in the pool, are there?”

Susan shook her head. “The rules are posted everywhere. No intimate contact outside of rooms, especially in the pool.” She winked at Carolyn again. “Unless it’s reserved for that, after hours.” At that, Carolyn had a wicked little smile on her face.

But the girl’s mother was more practical, looking at the card. “If the card opens the locker, and we have to be naked, where do we put the card? Just leave it with a towel and hope someone doesn’t walk off with it?”

“This is an upscale hotel, you know,” Susan said with mock outrage. “The locker takes the card and your picture. When you come back, it takes your picture again. If they match, you get the card and your things back. That way, you don’t have to carry anything. You can pick up a towel at the pool when you’re ready to dry off. You don’t need to bring one along.”

“Cool,” said Carolyn.

“I guess if it works.”

“It was a custom solution. I employ some tech people to maintain the website, and the network around here, and whatever else I need them to do.”

“Just how expensive are the rooms here?”

Susan laughed. “If you have to ask…”

The woman nodded. “You can’t afford it. I get it. Is there a guard at the pool?”

“There’s a lifeguard. Don’t worry, she takes martial arts too. The men won’t bother you, beyond polite conversation anyway. Not unless they want to get reported and thrown out.”

The woman looked at her daughter. “I suppose you’ll find out what they look like sooner or later.”

“What, guys? Mom, I already know.” She laughed. “What do you think the internet is for?”

“Oh, God!” The girl’s mother colored again.

So Susan sent the two lovers on their way, with a promise that she would see them later. As the elevator doors began to close, Carolyn gave Susan a big smile and a little wave, and Susan waved back.

With that, she went off to do a few things, like assigning herself to be the “maid” for that room, so she would be notified when they called room service. She also reassigned the regular person, and entered the room as occupied in the system so it didn’t get double booked.

My, oh my, Susan thought, unable to keep from grinning. I’m in for one amazing night!

Check in to Part Two!