Nick and Julie rested for a short while, then they dressed and walked to the train station for the ride into town and dinner on the riverwalk. They relived the events of the weekend as they dined outdoors next to the river. Afterwards they boarded the train for the ride home, holding hands the whole way.
At Julie's, he began to pack for his ride to Toowoomba in the morning and she prepared her wardrobe for her own day at work. They decided to ride together to her office in the morning, then he would continue on and be in his temporary office by 9 am. She promised to call Sarah and tell her he was on the way so she shouldn't worry if he was a little late.
Monday morning things went as planned and, after dropping Julie off in the city, Nick headed down the highway towards a new week. Little did he know that Sarah was already making plans that would change his life dramatically. Julie was the first to discover Sarah's plans when she called the office on Monday morning.
"Good morning, Nick Nelson's office, Sarah Ward speaking. May I help you?"
"Good morning, Sarah, it's me. How are you this fine Monday morning?"
"I'm great, mother, and you sound fantastic. Need I ask how you are? How was your weekend?"
"I've never been better, my dear, and my weekend was fabulous. By the way, Nick is on his way up there as we speak. He dropped me off here about 20 minutes ago. So, what did you do this weekend?"
"Actually, not much, except that I did have a very detailed daydream about him. Other than that, just a normal weekend. How about you?"
"What kind of daydream? Tell me more, you little stinker, that sounds like a real story. Then I'll tell you about my weekend."
"Oh, alright. Are you in a private office? I wouldn't want anyone overhearing our conversation."
"Yes, I am, what about you? Are you in Nick's office?"
"Right. And I have the door closed as though he's not here."
"So go on, tell me. What was your dream about?"
"Well, it started Saturday morning when I woke up. I was kind of horny, you know, and I began to think about sex. I reached for my vibrator and started massaging myself when the thought suddenly struck me that if I was making love to Nick, his cock would be inside me instead of just massaging my breasts."
"Well, at least you know your anatomy. Go on, I'm all ears."
"Anyway, I started moving my vibrator lower and it occurred to me that it was shaped a little like a dildo, but without the head. It is hard plastic, not like your rubber ones, but it seemed to me that it might feel good inside me. So I started moving the head over my cunt lips and then started pushing the vibrating point into myself. It felt really good but not quite like your cock- shaped dildo. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Absolutely. I've been there before. Please continue."
"Well, the more I pushed it into myself the better it felt. I know Nick's cock, or any man's for that matter, doesn't vibrate like that but it felt good to feel something inside me like when you and I made love last weekend. Anyway, I pushed it in as far as I could and closed my legs to feel the vibrations everywhere but then it wasn't enough."
"I reached down and grabbed the end of it and began pushing it into my cunt and pulling it out, like I was being fucked and I imagined that it was Nick's cock and....Oh, Mother, I came so many times I lost count! I'm wet now just telling you about it. OhmyGod! Oh, I'm cumming. Oh, my, Oh, my, Oh Oh Oh."
"Sarah? Sarah, are you alright? Talk to me, please, Sarah. Are you there?"
"Yes, mother, I'm here. Oh, I'm sorry, I talked myself into cumming just now over the phone. OhmyGod, I must get cleaned up before Nick gets here. Oh, mother, what's happening?"
"Sarah, calm down. Sarah, listen to me. Sex is a good thing. It keeps us healthy and happy. Great sex is even better."
"You just had a taste of great sex, even tho you brought it on yourself. I swear, every time I have sex with Nick I feel him inside me for days. Your imagination has done the same thing to you. You pushed yourself to a great climax this weekend and your body remembers when you recount it, even to yourself. There is nothing wrong with that, it's normal. Just relax, Sarah, I think you're about ready to try having real sex with Nick but take your time. Your body will tell you when you're ready."
"Are you calm enough to hear about my weekend? I promise I'll skip all the sex stuff so you don't go off again."
"Oh, Mother! Of course I want to hear about your weekend including the sex stuff, if you don't mind. I think I still have some time before he gets here."
Julie proceeded to relate the events of the weekend to Sarah, leaving the details of their sexual encounters to Sarah's own imagination. She did, however, mention the status of his divorce and that he was now technically fair game. At the end of the conversation, Julie wished Sarah good luck and asked her to have Nick call so she would know he arrived safely.
Just as she hung up the phone, the office door opened and Nick was standing there. He looked in and saw a blushing Sarah seated at his desk with her hand on the phone.
"You just missed mother, she would like you to call her. How was your weekend?"
"It was excellent, as if you didn't know, and how was yours?"
"Kind of boring but OK. We have a team meeting in 10 minutes. Do you want me to delay it?"
"No. I'm actually ready. I just have to get my notes arranged. Would you mind getting me a cup of coffee? The ride up was pretty dry."
"Of course not. I'll be back in a minute."
Sarah walked around his desk and was a step from him when he spoke again.
"By the way, I delivered your message to Julie and this is her reply."
He leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, allowing his tongue to slide across her lips and linger a brief moment. Sarah savored the kiss and stood as still as a tree while his lips were attached to hers. When he backed off, she looked him directly in the eye and smiled, then stepped past him to retrieve their coffee.
The rest of the day was filled with work and they barely spoke to each other. At five o'clock, Sarah stuck her head in the door of his office and asked if he wanted to have dinner with her. He immediately accepted. He promised to meet her in the lobby of his hotel at 7 pm to give him time to unpack and change clothes. Sarah agreed and left with a broad smile on her face.
When he reached the lobby, he found Sarah seated in a chair leafing through a magazine.
"Good evening, you could have come up, you know. You didn't have to sit here and waste your time."
"Yes, I did. There are a number of staffers in the restaurant. If I went up the elevator, we'd be the talk of the town before midnight. Do you want to eat here or somewhere else?"
"Under the circumstances, I'd say somewhere else. Let's go."
They left the hotel and walked a few blocks to a local coffee shop where they sat in a booth in the back. After they ordered, Sarah started the conversation.
"How was your weekend, boss, I understand you did quite a bit."
"Julie reported to you, I assume. Yes, we did quite a bit. On Friday night, we walked along the shoreline and sat on the grass near the beach counting stars. On Saturday, after a ride thru the surrounding area, I played golf with my friends and we had dinner out. On Sunday we joined my motorcycle club for a day long ride thru the mountains north of town."
"And that's all you did this weekend?"
"Yes, I think so. Julie and I had our quiet times together but that was about it in terms of activity. Why? Were you expecting something else?"
"No. Not really. I just wondered how you would cover the intimate times with mother and you passed with flying colors."
"Are you curious or jealous? I haven't been in this position before so your reactions will be quite new to me. As you'll recall, I don't like keeping secrets or playing games with other people so if you really want our relationship to go somewhere, you'll have to be honest with me and I'll return the favor. For instance, do you really want me to tell you the details of the intimate things Julie and I do to or for each other?"
"No, not really. I actually get a girl's view of the situation from Mom. I was just testing you to be sure you wouldn't tell tales of your conquests. You know, someday I may have to be concerned about what you're saying about me. Between you and mother, I guess I don't really have anything to worry about in that department."
"I should hope not. The same thing did enter my mind, you know. What would you be saying to your co-workers when they start sidling up to you to find out about me. That could be just as damaging as anything I could say about you and even more damaging to Julie as well. Are we agreed that what happens between the three of us will forever remain our secret?"