She didn’t react, and we stayed spooning for several minutes. My erection did not go away, in fact my rod became even harder. Then she turned to me and said, ‘Hunter, you date Brenda. She is not here to take care of you. I’ll do it for her. And then she sucked me and swallowed my cum.
When she was done, she smiled, ‘I hope you can sleep now without bothering me again.’ She pushed her back to me, held my palm on her upper tummy, and caressed it gently.
Her body smell was intoxicating, and her fingers playing with my palm so close to her breasts made me horny again within minutes. My dick stiffened and poked her ass.
Elena giggled, ‘You are insatiable. What do you really want?’
My horniness overcame my logic, and my hands moved to her boobs. I massaged and kneaded them before hearing her whisper, ‘Hunter, I haven’t had sex in years. What you do arouses me, and it’s not fair because you belong with Brenda.’
I whispered to her, ‘She is not here, and I want you. Now!’
She sighed, ‘Neither god nor Brenda will ever forgive me if we do it.’
I said, ‘God forgive much worse sins. Brenda loves you very much and will forgive us.’ To cut the story short, we had sex together. It was pleasurable, but both felt guilty about doing it behind your back. The point is that, since then, we were inseparable.”
The whole time I talked, Brenda was quiet. I watched her face, but it was expressionless. After a long moment she asked, “So you want us to stop seeing each other and date my mother?”
“If it was up to me, I’d like to be with both of you…”
She smiled bitterly, “You want to enjoy both worlds, don’t you?”
“It may look like that, but I see it as we can be a family of 3. We are 3 adults who have feelings toward each other, so why do we need to force ourselves to choose based on old conventions? If I suggested adding a stranger, or you hated your mother, I’d never mention it, but we love each other.”
“What about sex and sleeping arrangements? Do you want me to ask Mom which days she’d rather be with you, and I’ll take the others?”
“I don’t know if you mean it or smirking. It’s an option, but I’d rather see us as a threesome. We do not have to schedule anything, and anybody can join the other’s bed whenever he or she chooses.”
“According to your idea, Mom and I may end up naked in bed together…”
“You and Elena love each other dearly. Why is it wrong to be naked together in bed? You do not have to do anything you feel uncomfortable with, although I think eventually, you’ll be tempted to participate.”
Brenda gazed at me, “I cannot even cry. The whole thing sounds too surreal right now…”
“Do you want to digest it, think it over, and I’ll come in the afternoon to hear your thoughts?”
“Yes. I still want to talk with you before seeing Mom tomorrow.”
…
That afternoon I visited Brenda again. Her eyes were reddish. She must have cried before. I waited to hear the bad news: She was not interested and hated my guts. I watched her face, waiting for the final blow.
She said, “When you left, I wished to die. Then I wanted to kill you. Next, I couldn’t understand how you could do it to me. Slowly, I began reasoning and realized it wasn’t the end of the world. You know I had a crush on you long before we started. I still do, but I hurt, literally. My chest hurts as if I had a heart attack. However, we have to think about what to do next. Despite everything, I love both of you. I’ll have to hear what Mom thinks and then decide for myself.”
“you are right. It’s up to you, but I want to remind you that it was MY FAULT. Your mother was the passive part in all of it. It started with being drunk, and your mother just tried to be nice to me. I took advantage of her niceness. Both of us were hungry for something more and ended up having sex. Again – Everything was my fault, and my fault ONLY! You may choose to never see you again, but your mother loves you very much, and the guilt trip is killing her. Please, be nice to her.”
“Hunter, leave now. Tomorrow, ask Mom to visit me, and you stay away. I want Mom and me to have a face to face frank discussion about what happened and what to do next.”
“OK, dear. And remember, I still love both of you and would rather lose neither.”
I left shortly after.
…
Later in the evening, when Elena returned, I told her about my 2 talks with Brenda. Elena inquired how her daughter reacted.
I said, “I am not sure. After the morning meeting, she was very upset and even cried, but in the afternoon, Brenda was more composed, looked better, and asked me to tell you she wished to see you without me tomorrow.”
Elena glanced at me with tears in her eyes, “That’s what I was afraid of. Facing her as the mother who betrayed her daughter… Oh, god, what did I do?!…”
I hugged Elena, kissed her wet eyes, and whispered, “Remember I told her it was my fault. I took all the blame, bedding you when you were drunk and later seducing you before your mind was completely coherent.”
“Even if you said the events happened that way, I know the truth.”
“Honey, please, our priority is to calm Brenda. Let’s deal with that first and with OUR guilty feelings later. Just so you know, in retrospect, I would still try to have you. Elena, I love you, and the only way I’ll give up on you is if you tell me YOU don’t wish to see me anymore.”
“Hunter, honey, I feel the same about you, but Brenda is my daughter. I am telling you right now that if she tells me to choose between her love and yours, I will choose her. If she told me that only one of us can have you, I’ll give up on you.”
“Go see her tomorrow and try to convince her all 3 of us can be together. If she refuses to listen, we’ll discuss our options later at home.”
Elena was too distraught. I entertained the idea of ‘makeup sex’ but gave it up, knowing that was the reason she was in a bad mood in the first place.