A Middle Aged Woman - Her Daughter Fixed Her Up
It was a warm sunny morning and Anna was sipping coffee on the back patio. The automated pool cleaner was snuffling around nearby, trailing its hose. Made her think of energetic sperms and she laughed.
She had been having a lot of erotic thoughts lately. Couldn't understand it really. Her husband, Arthur, was a frequent and affectionate lover. Still remembered birthdays and anniversaries and had a good pile of money in their retirement account, even though they weren't yet fifty.
Maybe I'm starting the change, she thought, as another of those strange warm waves came up from between her legs. She just had her thin silk bathrobe on, knowing it didn't matter in their private backyard. Clara, getting ready for her first year of college, had shown her an article in a woman's magazine last week about commando being the new female fashion. She had wrapped her arms around her daughter and said, "You do that and your clothes are going to get all funky."
"That's the idea, Mom, so guys will notice." On a whim, she had pinched Clara's nipple and gotten a loud "Oww" and a startled glance.
"As if you need more attention than you've got. I suppose now that I've stumbled into you and Jeff getting it on, I have to make appointments to come home early?"
Clara had an amazing body and Anna remembered the sight of Jeff fully buried in her and both of them making a lot of noise when she had come home two weeks ago for a swim and found them right in the family room, fucking away. She was about to make a big fuss when she remembered they were almost in college, and would have sex whenever they wanted, regardless of what she thought.
She stood there, appreciating the show of raw sensuality until Clara looked over and saw her mother in the doorway. She jerked violently and Jeff almost came out. "What's the matter?" he said.
Clara relaxed and said, "Guess who is getting a show?"
Anna remembered how hot the whole scene made her. She had finally spoken, "I'm sorry, I should have said something. I'll go out back and let you finish. I remember how it feels to be interrupted. Used to happen to your dad and me. His brothers were cruel."
Clara's hands beat on Jeff's ass. "Stay there, we are almost done."
She watched Clara's loud, vigorous orgasm and found her hand rubbing herself on the front of the dress. Jeff pulled out and stood with his large wilting cock dripping on the floor. She had walked over and kissed him, standing clear of the slimy penis. "You are good for Clara. I appreciate that."
Sitting next to the pool in warm sun, the erotic images flashed in front of her eyes, as others had recently. She dropped the robe and dove into the water, seeking diversion from the naughty thoughts that she tried to resist, but couldn't.
After washing chlorine off in the outside shower, she grabbed the sunscreen and lay down on a towel covered lounger. Dozing, she realized the sun and the oil and her nakedness were going to send her back to the fantasies in her mind.
A soft voice said, "Hi, you sure you aren't getting too much sun?"
Clara was leaning over her, wearing the ridiculous itty-bity bikini Jeff had bought her as a joke, and offering a drink of soda.
"Hi, yourself. I fell asleep. Are you done for the day?" She raised the back of the lounger and put her dark glasses on.
"Yes. She is really hard on us, but said it was too hot for double workouts."
Her nickname for Clara was "The Body." They kidded about it, and Clara always told Anna what a fantastic figure she had for a wife and mother. Her daughter was hoping to play field hockey at university, and worked out with her high school team and coach in summer training. She wasn't overly tall at 5-9, but had long legs for a woman. They propelled her all over the field and she lead in goals last year.
Anna reached out and stroked the hard thigh muscles. "Need me to rub some lotion into you?"
"Would you? The calisthenics were tough today. I'll have to run harder."
"Yes, perhaps more vertical exercise than horizontal?"
"Mother! That's gross." Since the Jeff episode, their conversation about sex was a lot easier. Six months ago, Clara had warned her that she and her boyfriend were going to do it after their birthdays, but was otherwise tight-lipped about that subject. Now, you could see in her movements and her womanly poise that she was getting a lot of experience. Anna wondered what would happen to the romance in the fall when they would be hundreds of miles apart in different schools.
"Yes, that is gross. I'm not supposed to be prying into your love life. Lie down here. Slip off the suit so I don't get goo on it."
Clara was bronzed and didn't have much in the way of tan lines, but Anna worked the lotion in as hard as she could. The body was tough, but different from her husband's. Both sexy, but made differently, she thought, wondering whether Clara's teammates were into girl sex.
She sat back on her haunches, rubbing an oily finger in her cleft. Clara opened her eyes and noticed. "You all hot about something?"
"I was looking at your hopelessly sexy body and wondering whether the field hockey team is playing around a little on away trips." She went back to working Clara's legs.
"Mom, you are into sex a lot these days. Is Dad not giving you enough?"
Anna leaned over and kissed the nearest buttock. "He is a fine lover. The problem is, being around you and Jeff, all your hormones seem to have torched me off. I feel as horny as I did when I was in college."
"Well, the answer to your question is yes, some of the girls get it on. I can take it or leave it. When it is a home game, Jeff gives me what I need afterwards. On the road, I've had Amy and Joan in bed with me a couple of times, but we are usually too tired for much fooling around. I suppose you want to know whether they ever get me off?"
She turned over and gazed up at Anna with a hot, lusty look. "You know who turns me on more than anyone?" Her fingers found their way to Anna's hairy muff. "You do. Give me a kiss."
