Maia Laaning

To get to the Laaning farm for the Independence Day Celebrations, Sonia Laaning picked up Chantal at her workplace at 03:00 PM. The dental office had accepted no appointments after 02:00 in order to close the office early, and thus, to get a jump start on the holiday weekend. At the first rest stop., Chantal was able to change from her office uniform to casual clothes. They also dined at a McDonald's when they stopped to refuel around 6:00 pm. They arrived at the Laaning farm about 10:00 PM.

At that point in time, Toomas Laaning and his wife Lotte had already retired. At their advanced age they were thoroughly fatigued by the six hour flight from Arizona which included more than a one hour layover stop in Chicago plus an hour and half motor car ride from the Madison airport to the Laaning farm, near Lydiaville. Likewise, Paul Laaning Sr and his son Junior as well as his daughter Judy Laaning had retired since the three of them would awaken at 04:00 AM to tend to the milking of the cows notwithstanding the holiday. The children of Paul Jr also had retired as per their normal sleeping curfew.

This left Paul Sr's wife, Eleanor, Paul Jr's wife, Marlene, Erica Koeninger, Vivian and Maia as the remaining adults to greet and spend some time chatting with Sonia and Chantal. Chantal was gratified to discern that Sonia was indeed accepted as a bona fide blood daughter to Paul Laaning Sr, and thus, a recognized member of the Laaning extended family. With such recognition, it meant that Chantal was also deemed as an equivalent relative to Eleanor and Marlene being attached to the Laaning family via marriage.

What Chantal really appreciated was the camaraderie she and Sonia shared with these straight women. In their conversations, they did not betray of harboring any attitude of revulsion concerning their lesbian relationship. In fact, Chantal was certain that had Sonia instead been straight with a boyfriend, the reaction by these women in dealing with Sonia's love interest would not be any different.

Interest in learning of the circumstances of the relationship between Sonia and Chantal naturally was a focus of the ensuing exchange of conversation. However, the major discussion during the evening, was devoted to the subject of Maia's disclosure of her adventure at the Wimbledon tournament plus her prior peccadilloes. Her description of her victory against Gertrude Stockmann and the subsequent orgy celebration at her hotel suite, certainly thoroughly entertained her listeners. Even Vivian, her mother, and Erica, her aunt, who were present at the Wimbledon tournament and were privy to the events described by Maia, were nevertheless, enthralled and entertained in listening to Maia's anecdotes and viewpoint.

By far, though, the most riveting and fascinating anecdote Maia related was her trip to Prague, in the Czech Republic, to engage in a recorded orgy. Her listeners were initially aghast at her audacious cheeky escapade, especially considering the possibility of being recognized by any Estonian happening to view the scenes on the relevant porn site. However, Vivian who had seen the video assured the others that Maia's disguise of her black streaked page boy cut hairstyle wig plus the visible temporary red star tattoo on her neck would quell any suspicion that it really was her. In addition, she was identified as a Russian and spoke only Russian in the video. Wisely, Maia refrained from recounting her water sports celebration with Riina Mölder in conjunction with the end of her secondary school education.

The Laaning farmhouse was a spacious homestead exceeding 6,000 square feet. It contained seven large bedrooms. The master bedroom was occupied by Paul Laaning Sr and his wife Eleanor. The second largest bedroom was occupied by Paul Laaning Jr and his wife Marlene. The third bedroom was occupied by Judy Laaning the spinster daughter of Paul Sr and who had established by agreement a sizable responsibility in the day to day business dealings of the dairy farm. Two other bedrooms were occupied by Paul Jr's children: Paul Laaning III or usually identified as Pauley, and her sister Anita respectively. That left two guest bedrooms to accommodate the occasional overnight visitors to the farm.

For this occasion, Anita was assigned to sleep with her Aunt Judy in the latter's bedroom. Pauley had the use of a foam air mattress in order to sleep in his parent's bedroom. As a result, Maia Laaning had Anita's bedroom to sleep in, while Erica Koeninger had the use of Pauley's bedroom. The Laaning family patriarch, Toomas Laaning and his wife Lotte, were accommodated in one of the guest bedrooms and the other guest bedroom was available for Sonia and Chantal.

This left Maia's mother Vivian to fend for herself in the makeshift bedroom in the spare barn of the farm. Not only was Vivian not perturbed by such allocation of this sleeping assignment, but she had retained fond memories of this precise location. She occupied this room throughout her senior high school year before she left for Madison to attend the University of Wisconsin. It was the scene where she finally surrendered her virginity. In addition, it was the locale for the multitudinous sexual trysts she had engaged in with her one and only long term lesbian relationship whose name was Erin Falconbridge.

When Chantal and Sonia were ensconced in their assigned bedroom for the night, Chantal could not help but remark, "Wow! First of all, I'm amazed at your likeness to Vivian Laaning. The similarity in facial appearance is uncanny despite the difference in age between the two of you. Even if no DNA testing had taken place, it is obvious you had to be blood related to Vivian and hence to the family."

Sonia answered, "Yes, when I first met Paul, he remarked at how similar in appearance, I was to his younger sister. Of course, I had paid no heed at the time, which I considered was a throw away line just to make conversation. Besides I had bigger fish to fry on that occasion. However, now that I've met her, I have to admit the resemblance is eerie, startlingly so."

Chantal continued, "As for Maia Laaning, she is truly as gorgeous as you had advertised! I also have to affirm that I've never encountered a prettier woman than she. Plus, the way she recounted her sexual adventures was something else. She may very well be a slut and a whore. But she is by far the most intriguing, remarkable and enchanting slut and whore, whom one may ever meet. Perhaps that's an oxymoron in living flesh. In any case, I can now understand how easily you became infatuated with her on just by an initial meeting. I sure as hell, wish I could have had a go with her."

Sonia replied somewhat cryptically, "Aw Chantal, I have a feeling that during this weekend you just might get the opportunity to satisfy your previously unknown lust."

The Independence Day celebrations at the Laaning farm were truly splendid and spectacular. In addition to the members of the extended Laaning family, the farm workers and their nuclear families employed by the farm were invited and attended. The gathering was further augmented by prominent local dignitaries such as the sheriff of the county and the mayor of Lydiaville. Many of Paul Laaning neighbors were in attendance as well. Especially noteworthy guests included the two state legislative members of the area along with the district US Congressman along with their respective families. The crowd totaled almost a hundred persons, which by definition guaranteed a joyful outcome for the event.

The food available consisted of an especially bountiful barbecue with the typical American cuisine array of hot dogs, hamburgers, steaks and grilled chicken. Side dishes of potato salads and pasta salads complemented the grilled meats. Naturally buns were in plenty supply to contain the meat as well as a comprehensive stock of the typical condiments such as: ketchup, mustard, pickle relish, diced onions, sauerkraut, chili sauce and peppers both sweet and hot. In honor of the ancestry of the family, some Estonian dishes were offered as well such as rosolje (beet salad with herring) and sandwiches made with dark rye bread. Also available was sauerkraut soup. Those Americans venturous enough to try the latter dish found it hearty and surprisingly delicious.

There were plenty of beverages available. Tubs of ice containing bottles and/or cans of soft drinks and bottled water were there for the children and those who would prefer non alcoholic drinks. For the alcoholic beverages, tubs of ice containing beers brewed in Milwaukee were prominently available. There was also two kegs of draft beer obtainable for those so inclined. And as a special treat, their were two tubs filled with bottles of Vivian's Original Brew via courtesy of Jed Baxter and Baxter & Sons.

The latter beer was made available as a result of Vivian's craft beer enterprise being absorbed as a subsidiary company under the auspices of Baxter & Sons, European division. The Chicago headquarters of Baxter & Sons had acquired an initial shipment of 1,000 cases of the beer as a prelude to forthcoming regular shipments exported to the United States. If beer sales in America warranted, possibly a brewery would be established in the United States eventually to serve the North American market. Since every bottle of Vivian's Original Brew was consumed at this holiday gala it augured well for future success of the beer in America

There was a separate table for wine and a portable bar was set up to serve hard liquor drinks and was attended by a bartender provided by a local catering service. The catering service looked after the chore of providing continuous grilling of the meat. The other food, though, was prepared by the Laaning women. To this end it was apparent that Vivian and Maia were the most efficient cooks and ensured that the food was available by four o'clock in the afternoon, the tentative scheduled starting time for the festivities.

For those who stayed around till nine o'clock were treated to witnessing a professional hour display of fireworks. The cost of this spectacular event was borne by Baxter & Sons even though no one from the company including Jed Baxter did not attend. The expense was written off as a promotional event in conjunction with overall planned strategy to test market in Wisconsin to determine how successful Vivian's beer would fare in the United States overall.

The event was so successful that the mayor of Lydiaville intimated that the town would be interested in utilizing the Laaning farm as a venue for future celebrations in the community for this most important national holiday. The town would be willing to foot the bill for food and non alcoholic drinks. They would canvass local business interests to cover the costs of fireworks spectacle. The mayor further suggested that to further defray costs the future events would provide for a cash bar. This would allow for even a larger crowd.

Eleanor Laaning was particularly gratified by the response to the festival. The age of her father-in-law and the possibility he might not visit the farm again prompted her and her husband to provide an elaborate festival this time around. She knew that her family could not afford this luxury in the future even though Erica and Vivian did contribute to the costs this time around. Thus, Eleanor encouraged the mayor to set in motion the installation of annual celebrations of the holiday to take place at the Laaning farm.

Another enthusiastic attendee was the US Congressman for the district. He deemed this event as an ideal seemingly non political gathering which tended to solidify his recognition in the district, and in turn assure his re-election to the US House of Representatives. Although a regular donor to the party, Paul Sr was only perfunctorily active within the party as his duties as a dairy farmer took precedence. During a light hearted discussion at the barbecue, the Congressman suggested that Paul should take a more active role in the party. He could see that Paul was held in high regard and would probably be successful in politics.

The Congressman intimated that he planned to retire within six years and if Paul became more active in politics, he would endorse Paul as his successor. Paul reacted to this conversation positively. Truth be told, at his age of 52 years, Paul had become weary of the intensive, never-ending exertion, and admittedly in the main, the routine drudgery inherent in operating and overseeing a successful dairy farm enterprise. Of course, he felt he was too young to contemplate retirement; he knew he would not be able to abide sheer idleness.

As a result, Paul began to take on assignments in the party as suggested and even commissioned by his new friend, the Congressman. It ultimately paid dividends, when the Congressman did indeed announce his retirement from Congress five years subsequently. In his announcement of retirement, he pointedly endorsed Paul to succeed him. As there was no other viable candidate in the party, who would have had the clout and following to challenge the retiring Congressman's preference, Paul won the party's nomination by acclamation and retained the seat for his party upon the general election. Consequently, Paul relinquished his control of the dairy farm in Wisconsin. He established a principal residence in the greater Washington, DC area and became nestled in the affairs of the government of the United States, unmindful of the day-to-day business of the farm.

The one person who was delighted by these changes of circumstances was Judy Laaning, the sister of Paul Laaning Jr. Although she was two years younger than her brother, it was acknowledged that she had more of a hands-on flair for overseeing the day-to-day operation of the farm. Besides, since Paul Jr like his father had obtained a degree from the Iowa State University in Agriculture Studies, his interest lay in the business management of the farm. Thus, the two of them made for an ideal compatible partnership in managing and operating the farm. Thus, Paul Sr. had no problem in relinquishing his control to his children when he entered Congress.

The next day, after the excitement of the gala party, the member of the household were in a lazy somnolent mood although, those with farm duties were certainly active. Maia, though, was interested in taking advantage of the small, wooded area at the far edge of the farm property. With that private setting it was an ideal spot for some nude sunbathing and also enjoy a picnic lunch. So Maia canvassed the women of the household to join her. However, only Sonia and Chantal evinced an interest in participating in such a pastime. Maia quickly gathered up the Estonian style sandwiches and the potato salad leftover from the previous day's holiday festivities, plus a couple of bottles of red wine.

To get to the rendezvous, Maia commandeered the farm's tractor. A wagon was hooked up to the farm vehicle to carry Sonia and Chantal along with the accoutrements for the picnic. When they got to the spot, they spread out the oversized beach blankets as a carpet against the rough terrain. They also set out the food and wine to take part at their leisure.

To put her companions at ease at the prospect of sun tanning in the buff, Maia said, "I have noticed in my visits to the United States there seems to be a schizophrenic attitude towards nudity. It's reflected for example in the movies. In scenes where the plot calls for a woman while naked under bed sheets, that when she is scheduled to rise up into a sitting position, she will be seen to carefully maintain the bed sheet covering her breasts. Whereas in real life, presumably a woman would not naturally be so modest especially when in the sole company of her lover.

"I think the best example of the difference between America and Estonia regarding this topic is my own mother. She was a cabinet minister of the previous Estonian government when Kaja Kallas was installed as the first female Prime Minister of Estonia. During the celebration event for the occasion, my mother, while dancing, she unfortunately had a mishap. She stumbled and fell down, which I like to think was no doubt as a result of the inadequacy of her dance partner. In any case, when she got up, the spaghetti like sleeve of her dress had slipped off her left shoulder to expose fully her left boob. So it transpired, that there were in attendance professional paparazzi as well as amateur photographers, who utilized their cell phones to capture the picture of my mother's dishabille. As a result, those pictures found their way on the internet and went viral.

"Now it so happened, that an American Hollywood actress had suffered an almost identical similar crisis. Just like the case of my mother, the picture of her mishap became viral on the internet. When my mother was asked by the reporters of her reaction to this wardrobe malfunction, as it's described by American press, my mother merely replied, 'Well these things happen.' The reporter pressed further by intimating that her embarrassment might have been softened by the knowledge that a similar humiliation had been visited on the American celebrity. To which my mother retorted in effect that the American actress should be more embarrassed because her left boob wasn't as comely as my mother's."

Both Sonia and Chantal laughed whole hardheadedly at Maia's amusingly clever anecdote. Sonia was enthralled enough to opine, "Since I've been able to establish my natural blood relationship to the Laaning family, I can't help but to think how lucky I've been to discover my true roots and revel at my relatives' accomplishments."

Maia smiled at that compliment and went on to say, "In Estonia, we have a relatively progressive attitude towards nudity, with a growing naturist community and a number of nude beaches scattered along the coastline. My favorite beach is at Narva-Jõesuu which is about a two and a half hour drive from my home in Tallinn. It is covered with fine sand and lined with a pine forest. It's also well-known for its unique natural environment and is the longest beach in Estonia, running 7.5 km on the south shore of the Gulf of Finland. The beach is guarded by lifeguards on duty and has a playground for children, plus cabins with showers."

While Maia was talking, she was deliberately undressing and was soon completely naked. Accordingly, she continued, "As you can see, the benefit of basking in the nude under the sun is that I display no tan lines on my body because I take advantage of the nude beaches in Estonia.

"Incidentally, I've brought along some potent sunscreen creams which will protect you from getting sun burnt and keep you safe from the sun's rays. Why don't you two get naked and we can lather each other with this cream."

In seeing Maia naked, Chantal's eyes bulged as she said, "Oh wow Maia you are a truly beautiful woman. Sonia told me this about you, but she clearly understated your elegance. I know I've never personally seen a prettier woman than you."

By this time both Sonia and Chantal had gotten naked and by mutual consent started spreading the sunscreen lotion on each other. For this exercise they were each kneeling upright with their trunks resting with their folded thighs and on top of the back of their calves. Chantal situated herself at Maia's rear to spread the cream to cover Maia's back. Simultaneously. Sonia was positioned behind Chantal and was spreading the tanning lotion on Chantal's back.

In response to Chantal's exclamation, Maia demurred, "Ever since I can remember, I've been considered a beautiful female whether as a child or a teenager or now as an adult. Thus, complements of my so-called good looks are really meaningless to me. I'm also aware of the famous cliché: 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder'. That to me implies that some do not find a particular acknowledged beauty as truly beautiful in their minds. Paradoxically uttering the phrase can be said with some dismissive condescension. For example, if I happen to like a certain reputed prized painting and another person listening to my praise of it might use the phrase as a polite way of saying they disagree with my viewpoint."