Should Is Just An Excuse

Tera stared into her mother's bedroom through the space left by the partially open door. The door never closed completely. The latch couldn't engage and when her mother would close the door it would always slowly drift open. Tera watched her mother undress after a late night out on a date with her new boyfriend. She watched as her mother reached behind her back to pull the zipper down on her dress. Tera's eyes glared in disgust as she noticed how the dress formed itself to her mother's curvaceous body. Her mother shouldn't wear a dress like that, Tera thought. She should be wearing a dress like that. But Tera knew that she wouldn't be able to fill out that dress the way her mother could. Her mother's breasts pushed against the fabric, her cleavage clearly visible from the low neckline. The dress continued tracing down her narrow waist and stomach and then rounded out at her hips and butt, stopping halfway down her thighs. She slid the dress down her long legs, revealing the black stockings and matching underwear. She lifted her feet and stepped out of the dress, standing in front of her mirror in just her bra, panties, and stockings, gazing at her own half-naked body.

Tera crept closer to the door, studying her mother's body, looking for any imperfection. She noticed that her mother had a bit too much fat in her butt so that it was starting to sag. Kate turned to the side, offering her body's profile to the mirror, the front of her body now visible to Tera. Kate turned her head, examining her butt in the mirror. Yes, Tera thought, her own butt was definitely tighter than her mother's, though her mother's butt was rounder.

Kate slid her fingers lightly down her stomach. Tera smiled at herself. She definitely had a better stomach. Though her mother's stomach was flat, Tera's stomach was well-toned and firm, the abdominal muscles clearly visible.

Kate's fingers slid up her stomach to her breast, lightly tracing the curve through the black bra. She sighed slightly as her fingertips moved across the nipple. She reached behind her back, unclasped the bra, and slid it down her arms to the floor. Tera watched as her mother straightened her back and stared at her breasts. She smirked at the sight of her mother's breasts, a sizable DD-cup and much too large for her frame. Her breasts were starting to sag a bit and weren't as firm as they had once been. Tera knew her breasts were nicer than her mother's. Her breasts were not as large but at least they matched her toned, athletic body and were still firm.

Kate raised her hands and ran her fingers through her long, brown hair. Tera grimaced as her mother's naturally full and wavy hair fell back to her naked shoulders. Tera slid her hand down her flat, long hair that seemed so thin and straggly compared to her mother's. She had grown it out and tried to curl it to match her mother's natural curl, but it always ended up looking cheap. She did have blonde hair though. She definitely preferred having blonde hair rather than her mother's hazel brown color.

Kate turned from the mirror after a final look and walked over to her dresser. She opened a drawer searching for her nightgown. Tera looked at her mother's body once more. Her legs were long, the thighs too large, a bit flabby. Tera's legs were not as long, but were tighter, more athletic, firm. Her mother's arms seemed soft and fat compared to her own toned arms.

Tera stepped away from the bedroom door and crept back to her own bedroom across the hall. She laid in bed, her mind drifting; images of her mother's nude form morphing into her own body; scenes of the boys who came over to her house to presumably see her, but instead flirted with her mother; Tommy at school pretending to accidentally brush against her breast; her mother having sex with a date a few months ago. Her hand moved down between her legs, her fingers probing, as she drifted into sleep.

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"Morning, baby," Kate mumbled as she stumbled into the kitchen.

"Morning, mom," Tera replied, flinching at being called baby. She hated that. How many times had she told her mother not to call her baby?

Kate opened a cabinet and pulled out the coffee. "How was your morning jog?" she asked as she pushed a filter into the coffee maker and poured in the coffee.

"Fine," Tera answered, leaning against the counter, a bowl of Special K cereal in her hand, still dressed in the tight shorts and sports bra that she had jogged in that morning.

"How was your...evening?" she asked and lifted the spoon to her mouth.

"It was nice," Kate answered, pouring the water into the coffee maker. She turned it on and leaned back against the counter. "I'm sorry I got in so late." She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"That's all right," Tera said. "As long as you had a nice time." Tera smiled. Her mother always looked terrible in the morning. She laughed to herself thinking that the reason her mother hadn't been able to keep a boyfriend was that they saw her the next morning and ran away.

"I did," Kate said. "Richard is a really nice guy, much better than the other losers I've been out with. We had a nice, expensive, dinner and then went dancing at Club Eros."

"Club Eros?" Tera cried.

"Yeah," Kate said, a shy grin spreading across her face. "I couldn't believe it either. It was wild. We didn't mix in well, but we stayed late and had a lot of fun."

Tera was shocked. Club Eros was the hottest club in town. She had never been there. She hadn't been of age to be admitted into the club until six months ago when she had her eighteenth birthday. But, she had heard stories, stories involving half-naked dancers simulating sex acts on stage, back rooms for couples who couldn't wait to get home, and people dancing in large groups, all of them touching, probing, pressing their bodies together in a rhythmic, gyrating mob. She doubted the stories were entirely true, but figured that there must be something happening at the club to spark such rumors.

Kate looked at her daughter's stunned expression and chuckled. "I know you've heard all of the rumors. I heard them too, so I wasn't anxious to go when Richard took me there. But, the rumors are all wrong. It is pretty racy. The dancers on stage don't wear much and they dance...suggestively. And we were probably the most overdressed couple there. But otherwise it's just a normal dance club."

Tera nodded at her and turned back to her bowl of cereal. Why was her mother going to Club Eros? Her mother was having more fun than she was. She was the teenager. She should be the only one out dancing, dating, and having fun. Her mother should be home waiting for her.

"So?" Kate said. "What are you going to do today? It's Saturday. Do you want to go to a movie with your mother? I know that's not cool, but I'd pay." She smiled at Tera. "Maybe after the movie we could do some clothes shopping, get you some interview clothes."

Tera dropped the half empty bowl into the sink. "Is that supposed to be a hint?" Tera asked her.

Kate shook her head. "No, baby, I just thought we could go out, have some fun, just the girls."

"Interview clothes? I just graduated. I'll find a job, mother," Tera spat at her.

"I know, baby. I'm sorry. I just..."

"Don't call me baby! I hate that!"

"I'm sorry. I know you hate that. I won't do it again," Kate apologized. "Let me make it up to you, Tera. Let's do something today. Let's hang out." She reached her hand out and laid it on Tera's shoulder. Tera crossed her arms and glared back at her mother.

"I'm busy today," she said. "Go do something with Richard, if he's so great." She twisted away, letting her mother's hand slide off of her, and then with a final scowl trudged back to her bedroom.

Kate sighed. She didn't know what to do about Tera. Their relationship had always been difficult. She knew Tera blamed her for separating her from her father when she was only five. So, Kate had devoted her life to Tera, trying to earn her love. But as Tera grew up she had become more independent. She had become her own woman, no longer her little girl. With Tera's senior year, Kate had decided it was time for her to find a life for herself. Kate had figured that Tera would accept that her mother was moving on, but she just seemed to resent her even more. In fact, Kate had resented herself. It had been a long time since she'd been intimate and had moved too quickly with her recent dates. This time she wanted to take it slow with Richard. They had been dating a couple of months now and she felt like she was falling in love with him. She wanted Tera to get to know him, hoping maybe she wouldn't resent her so much if she liked Richard.

Kate poured her cup of coffee. She carried the mug over to the phone and dialed his phone number. He answered on the second ring.

"Hi, hon. It's me," she said.

"Of course it is. No one else ever calls me," he joked. "How are you this morning?"

"I'm all right. Did you sleep well?" She twirled the phone cord in her free hand.

"Fine. I had naughty dreams of us at the club."

She giggled into the phone. "Maybe you'll have to tell me about them tonight."

"Why tell? I can act them out for you."

She giggled again, leaning her hip against the wall. Richard always made her feel good. "We'll see," she replied. "Actually I was wondering if you'd like to come over here tonight for dinner. I could make my famous lasagna. We could watch a movie."

"Sounds nice," he said, his voice becoming serious. She could tell he knew there was another agenda besides just dinner and a movie.

"And maybe we could spend some time with Tera," she continued.

"That's be great," he said. "Trying to get the daughter to accept me. Does this mean we're finally getting serious?"

"We're already serious. I just want Tera to understand that."

"I understand perfectly," he said, becoming lighter now. "I'll see you both tonight."

"Come over about six."

"Okay. See you then."

"Bye, Richard." She took a deep breath. "I love you."

He hesitated. "I love you too. See you tonight." He hung up.

She placed the phone back on the hook. She didn't know why she chose that moment to tell him that she loved him. Maybe it was easier over the phone than face to face. She was happy that he said it back. She took a big sip of the coffee with the big grin still on her face.

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Tera lied back on her bed, pulling her wet hair over her naked shoulders. She opened the wet towel wrapped around her body, pulled it from under her, and dropped it on the floor. She felt clean and soft after her shower, her legs still tired from the morning jog. She loved the feel of her body moving, her legs stretching, her feet slapping the ground, pushing herself faster. She loved the feel of her body afterwards, tired and alive.

She stretched out on the bed thinking about her mother pushing her to get a job. She didn't want a job right now. She didn't want to be pushed into anything. She would decide what she wanted to do. But her mother always pushed her to do what she didn't want to do. Her mother had wanted her to try different sports, but Tera would never commit. She was good at everything she tried, but hadn't found anything the could hold her interest.

School had been a joke. She graduated as a B student, not interested enough to get the A she could have easily gotten. She didn't want to attend college figuring that it would be just like high school, the teenagers refusing to become adults, trying to hold onto their irresponsible childhood.

She supposed that she should find a job, but now that her mother was pushing her to do it she didn't want to. Working for a landscaping company would be fun, working outside, doing physical work, free to think and daydream. Maybe she would go look for a job after all.

She placed her right hand on her upper chest, lightly running her fingertips across her skin. According to her mother, her father had owned a landscaping company, but it had gone bankrupt right before their divorce. She could barely remember him, a large man with short, blonde hair and a deep tan. Though she didn't remember him well she presumed that she was more like him then her mother, wanting to work outside, work with her hands, not to mention be free of her mother. She knew that her mother would never approve of her working a blue collar job. She wanted Tera to work a job like her as some secretary stuck behind a desk, taking calls for some suit who wasn't nearly as important as he thought he was. Tera would never do that. She would never be like her mother.

She slid her fingers down to her breast and felt her nipple grow hard beneath her touch. Tera could feel her body coming alive, her nerves sizzling. She needed sex. She had a date tonight with Kyle. She had been out with him once and the sex had been okay, but not great. She saw potential and was willing to give him a second chance. Maybe she would just have to take control, get on top, and use his cock since he didn't know how to use it properly.

She moved her hand down her stomach and closed her eyes, wanting to only feel. She thought of the boys she had been with before, boys who were never able to satisfy her, boys who would act cocky, but could never deliver in bed. She would allow them to fuck her, allow them to try to bring her to orgasm, but they never could. They only jabbed their cocks into her until they came much too quickly. When she would take control they couldn't handle it.

She moved her hand between her thighs and spread her legs wider. She slid a finger between her labia and stroked up, flicking her clitoris gently. She tried to picture a man as her lover, but no one came to mind. She could only imagine a dark male form with a large cock, large muscles, and a blank face. She pushed a finger into her pussy, feeling the moist opening around her finger. She pushed another finger in and began slowly sliding her fingers in and out of her while her palm rubbed against her clitoris. In her mind the man had mounted her, his strong arms planted firmly on either side of her, his cock penetrating her partly as he waited to fully impale her.

"Tera," her mother said outside her bedroom and knocked on the door.

Tera opened her eyes and stopped stroking her pussy. "What?" she yelled back.

"Are you going out tonight?" Kate said through the door. Tera lied there wondering if her mother would come into the room, expecting to see the door open, wanting the door to open. What would her mother think if she saw her daughter lying on the bed with her fingers shoved into her pussy?

"Yes, I have a date," she yelled back. She began stroking her fingers in and out of her again, willing her mother to enter, picturing the look of shock and disgust.

"Oh," her mother said. "Well, I was hoping you might stay in tonight. I invited Richard over and wanted us to have dinner together."

Tera continued to move her fingers inside of her pussy, bending her fingers, stroking upwards, with her palm rubbing against her clit. She pictured Richard in her head. She had met him once. He was a nice looking guy with a large chest, broad shoulders, a nice tan, very fit, and looked younger than her mother though he was probably about the same age.

"Tera?" her mother said. Now she would open the door, Tera thought to herself. She lifted her hips in the air, wanting to give her mother the best view of her pussy. "Nevermind," she said and moved away from the door.

"Mom," Tera yelled.

"Yeah."

Tera began stroking faster. "Okay I'll stay in for dinner."

"Really?"

"Yes. I'll go out after dinner."

"That's fine, ba... Tera."

She reached her fingers in further, rubbing her clit harder, feeling the waves of pleasure spread through her body. "Mom, can I go by some clothes later? I..." She moaned. "I was supposed to go out with Kim to shop for clothes."

"Sure. I'll leave my credit card on the counter. I have to get ready and run some errands. I need to buy food for dinner tonight."

"Thanks, mom," Tera moaned. She closed her thighs tightly, pressing them against her hand. Her orgasm exploded as her mother walked to her own bedroom, whistling to herself.

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Kate was finishing her make-up when the doorbell rang.

"He's always early," she whispered to herself.

She closed the lipstick and stepped back from the mirror. She slid her hands down her sweater. It was tight enough to be sexy without being trashy. The skirt hung down to the middle of her calves with a long slit on the side that revealed just a touch of naked leg when she walked. She touched her hair quickly and walked from the bathroom. She opened the front door. Richard was standing on the porch with a large bouquet of flowers hiding his face.

"Richard," she said.

He dropped the bouquet slowly, until his handsome, smiling face was revealed. "Hello, Kate," he said. He extended his arm, offering the flowers. "These are for you."

"Thank you," Kate said as she took the flower from him. "They're beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you," he said. He pushed the flowers to the side and leaned forward to kiss her. Kate met him, her mouth open. Richard pulled back and smiled at her. He grabbed a tulip from the bouquet and pulled it out. "This one is for Tera," he said. Kate smiled and stepped back as he walked into the house.

Richard brought his other hand from behind his back as she closed the door. "This is a bottle of the finest red wine at Piggly Wiggly," he said jokingly.

"Richard..." Kate started.

"I know you don't drink, but I would like a glass with dinner and maybe Tera would as well."

"She's only eighteen. She can't drink."

"She can't buy," Richard corrected her. "And you could always join us for a drink. Actually this is a Louis Bernard, very good. And very expensive. Perfect with your world famous lasagna." He bent down and kissed her again. She sighed and nodded at him.

"Maybe a glass," she acceded. She turned and led him into the kitchen. She placed the bouquet of flowers on the counter. Richard set the bottle of wine beside it.

"Smells good," he said. "I'm starving. How long until we eat?"

"Soon," Kate replied. "The wine corkscrew is in the top drawer."

She stepped out of the kitchen and looked down the hallway. "Tera!" she yelled. "Tera! Richard is here. Why don't you come out if you're ready?"

"Okay, mom," Tera yelled from her bedroom.

Kate turned into the kitchen to put the bread into the oven to warm. Richard had the tulip grasped in his teeth as he opened the bottle of wine. She shook her head at him as she walked past him. She pinched his ass and he squealed playfully. Kate slid the pan of bread into the oven.

"Hi, Richard," Tera said.

Kate turned around with a large grin to greet her daughter. The grin slid from her lips when she saw her. Tera was wearing a short burgundy tier mini skirt that floated around her thighs, cut low at her abdomen, and a long sleeve ruffled shirt with only the middle two buttons fastened revealing the top of her breasts and her tight stomach. The low-heeled, brown, distressed leather cowboy boots drew Kate's eyes down to her daughter's firm legs. Her hair was straight but full, parted in the middle and falling in layers down across her shoulders.

Richard's mouth opened and the tulip fell to the floor. Quickly he bent down to pick it up.

"Hi, Tera," he said, staring at her as he stood back up. "This is for you." He held the flower out to her.

"Thank you," Tera said, her fingertips lightly brushed against his fingers as she took it from him.

"Your welcome," he replied. He tilted the bottle of wine towards her. "Do you like wine? I thought it would go good with your mother's lasagna."

"I might have a glass since you were kind enough to bring it for dinner. Thank you." She pulled some hair back behind her left ear and placed the flower behind her ear. Richard smiled at her.