She hadn't seen her Aunt Margo in many years but she wasn't feeling guilty. Her family had made it clear. They did not agree with two women living together. The telephone call had to be dealt with immediately though. Margo was her mother's sister and had received the lion's share of the estate at the probate three years earlier. The call wasn't from her Aunt, rather from Margo's younger 'partner' Allen.
Aunt Margo had been married but after nineteen years they had divorced, childless and disillusioned with marriage in general. Now more than ten years later her Aunt's boyfriend had called. Aunt Margo wasn't well and had asked Allen to reach out to Madeline. She had arranged to travel to Oregon to spend sometime with a woman who could have been helpful years ago. Madeline was just leaving high school and had spoken to Margo of her interest in women.
"You're too young to have settled this Maddy. I mean, sex with a girl once or twice doesn't mean you have only one view of the world."
Madeline had listened to her Aunt's view of her sexuality but once in college had decided her preferences. The trip would be for only a week and the weather in September in Eugene was nice.
The call from Allen was short, "Sure I'll book a flight and be there within the week Allen."
She'd tried to booked a hotel but instead found a room in a small B&B nearer to Margo's home twenty-five miles west of Veneta. Being closer to the Ocean would allow her to excuse herself. She could spend some time with Margo but also head to the beach twenty miles away. The idea of staying at her Aunt's wasn't an option. Her memories needed some distance.
Tess had wanted to travel west with her but Madeline knew that was the wrong thing to do. She would sort out her feelings during the ten-hour flight and keep her lover out of the mess that was her remaining family.
She picked up the black Mustang convertible after landing and drove the twisty road along the river with her hair in ponytail and the new green Ducks hat to prevent damaging her long hair. The day was nice and the road nearly empty. This rent-a-muscle car was just what she needed.
What she didn't need was what she encountered arriving at Margo's. She had never met Margo's 'friend' Allen.
"I could call him my boyfriend but that sounds so yesterday Maddy." Margo had said when they last spoken thirty months ago.
Now in Margo's driveway she opened the door as a young man approached. She didn't know who he was, maybe Allen's son?
"Hello Madeline, your Aunt told me to expect a pretty girl but she didn't say a tall beauty in a cool car!"
She paused before speaking, 'oh my god. . . this is Allen? He's barely thirty years old. My Aunt's become a cougar'.
"Hello, and thank you for saying that. You, are you Allen?" She asked.
He was over six-two and lean, wearing a pair of beach shorts and a clean but torn t-shirt. Madeline was astonished. Her panty was damp!
She had stepped clear as the door swung closed and Allen reached out and hugged her. He smelled clean as his long arms wrapped about her narrow back and her breasts compressed as he hugged her again.
"You must know how much this visit means to Margo. She is inside napping but should be awaking in thirty minutes. Can I bring your bags?"
Madeline's heart was racing as Allen released her, and he turned and reached into the car to pop the truck.
She spoke quickly, "I'm, I mean, I don't have a bag. I've a room at the Pines. Can I sit down?"
Allen turned back toward her, "Oh, you look quite pale. Can I get you some water Madeline?"
She was sitting on the porch as he swept out of the door with the cool drink in one hand and a can of beer in the other, "I hope you don't feel sick," handing her the moist glass.
She looked up to his face as she took the drink, but was distracted by her thought; 'I can't believe this. He's making me as wet as a teenager on a first date. This is your Aunt's boyfriend. Thank god I've a room a few miles away!'
She drank most of the water and said, "I must have become dehydrated on the airplane. Thank you Allen."
Allen also sat, "Margo is still quiet and the nurse will let me know when she awakes."
Madeline was sitting in contrast to Allen forty inches away, wearing an expensive sleeveless V-neck wrap dress made of light-green chiffon. Her legs were bare and she wore a pair of off-white wedge sandals with a medium heel. She had her legs crossed and was looking at her Aunt's buff stud of a boyfriend. Had her Aunt ever mentioned Allen was so young? Her questions couldn't be answer at this point so she distracted them by discussing the ride from Eugene.
"I haven't been here in the Valley for at least eight years. I enjoyed the windy ride. Now my hair is a mess."
Allen smiled, "You look just fine Madeline. I know your Aunt always calls you Maddy. But you don't look like a 'Maddy'. Can I call you Madeline?"
Madeline looked over his shoulder to the field and hills beyond. Was he aware of his impact on me? Is my face flushed? I should use the restroom.
"Sure all of my friends do. Can you direct me to the powder room? It's been awhile," she arose and followed him into the small but comfortable front room of the house.
"Just there on the right. Margo is in the back bedroom so you can't bother her."
Before she relieved herself she touched her moist labia and brought the juice to her nose. She was very wet and the panel of her thong soaked. She had another pair in her handbag but that was in the car. She thought to call out for Allen and ask him to retrieve the bag from the Mustang but realized that Tess had handed her a soft sextoy as she left early this morning. It was in the top of her handbag. She would have to sit with wet panties and deal with Allen until her Aunt was awake.
As she left the powder room she saw a photograph of Margo and her ex-husband on the Hall wall. Uncle Richard was good-looking but the same age as Margo. Now her Aunt had a boyfriend who could have posed in a studmuffin magazine. His abs were distracting Madeleine, just apparent through the holes in his t-shirt. She had to find a way to cease these thoughts; she wanted to fuck this man. To fuck the first man in almost ten years? The threesomes her and Tess shared were not the same thing. How had he come into Margo's life?
She was about to excuse herself and return to the Pines when she met the nurse in the front room, "Hello, I'm your Aunt's nurse. My name is Esther."
Now another problem had arisen. This wasn't the type of nurse she had considered when Allen had spoken of her twenty minutes ago. The woman was almost her height and wore a white uniform and an apron. Her hair was light auburn and up in a bun. She wore little makeup but Madeline could see that this was a beautiful woman. Crazy beautiful. And Esther's uniform was causing her body to respond. She could feel her moistness again.
How would she get through this afternoon? Was she attracted to this woman or was her elevated arousal really caused by Allen?
"Margo is awake, can I take you to her?"
Madeline followed Esther to bedroom, her eyes watching the movement beneath the nurse's white dress. At the door she saw her Aunt in the bed. She looked like she was near death.
Quietly Esther said, "She looks worse today but your visit will change that. Her lungs are the problem but she can be comfortable here in her home for the next few weeks."
Madeline stepped to the bedside and sat lightly reaching to Margo's face. The soft touch caused Margo to turn and open her eyes.
"ah, ahh, Maddy, You look so wonderful. Is Tess with you?" her Aunt said.
Madeline considered this question quickly before answering. Her Aunt knew of her lover but they hadn't met.
"No Aunt Margo, she stayed behind. I hope you'll understand."
Margo's face twisted, "I know I've disappointed you. My stupid statements were from my disrespect for the lives of others. I had wished she would come with you.
Do you have a picture?"
Madeline almost asked the nurse to run out to the car for the bag but stopped. The woman was less likely to probe inside but she didn't want to risk this beauty finding her toy.
"Yes I'll show you them later okay?"
After thirty minutes of talking about the illness and the past eight years Margo closed her eyes slowly. Esther saw she was fatigued and suggested a pause.
"Can we let her rest for an hour?"
Out on the porch with these two wonderful looking people whom she'd just met they spoke about the difficult past six months and the consequence of the lung disease Margo had discovered.
"She will be comfortable at best and the pain medicine assures she rests frequently. Allen is a god sent for Margo." Esther said as she turned to look at the stud sitting nearer to Madeline on the narrow porch.
Madeline could stop her lust only by continuing to discuss her Aunt's condition. Esther assured her that Margo would be lucky to live another month.
"Allen what will you do? I mean to say, how are you handling this challenge?" Madeline saw that as she said this his eyes shifted to the floor.
He started to speak but stalled.
