My mother left my father when I was 15. She went off to "find herself" in California. Strangely, my father was upset but also understanding. I think that made it easier for me. I still loved her and she was in touch with us and said she loved us both. I believed her, but also knew that she had moved on as we must. She always was a free spirit and one that was hard to hold onto.
My parent's best friends were Joe and Susan. Sadly, later that same year a tragic car accident too Joe's life leaving Susan widowed and alone. Needless to say at some point, Susan and my Dad started "seeing" each other. It started out with Susan coming over to cook dinner for us on Sunday evening and over a period of time a true fondness developed between my Dad and Susan.
Jump ahead two and a half years to June. My Dad and Susan got married. Houses were consolidated into our four bedroom home. And for the first time we were living as a family, Dad, Susan and her daughter El and I shared the house. El and I were both just finished our freshman year in college. She was at State, about 45 minutes away, and I was at a community college. I was living at home, working and saving money before I headed up to State myself as a Junior.
El was pretty, smart with an easy and quick laugh, great smile and wonderful eyes. I am six feet tall 175 pounds with a swimmer's build. I am not a crazy dude, but enjoy a good laugh, am confident and doing very well in school.
I know what you are all thinking, Whoa, here we go, wild and crazy sex on the way. Well yes and no, kind of, but I'm sure it's not what you are thinking and it certain wasn't what I though was going to happen.
Our parents delayed their honeymoon until mid July and then left on a Wednesday for 11 days. El and I were left in the house, were both working so Wednesday and Thursday evening were spent together cooking dinner and enjoying each others company. It really was nice and not in any way overtly sexual, though I was developing a sincere "like" for El. Really, bordering on a raging like.
Friday morning El suggested we catch a movie and a pizza that night. Sounded like a plan and spending more time with her was just fine with me. We returned home and settled in on the back patio with a beer and conversation at about 11:15pm.
We were chatting in general when El turned the conversation to our parents. She asked me if I had noticed how comfortable they were together.
"Yea, they do seem happy together, like they were made for each other.", I said.
"In many ways I think they are, my Mom is a very strong woman and your Dad is just a very nice guy, very accommodating, helpful and sincere. I think their female led relationship works really well for both of them. They both seem happy." El said.
I heard her clearly but I wasn't sure exactly what I had heard or what it meant. So I just asked.
"What do you mean a female led relationship?" I asked.
"Well, my mom is very strong as I said and your dad accepts that. It was the same way with my dad when he was alive. My mom obviously loved him very much and he allowed her to guide him in decisions and things in general. My mom says your mother and dad were the same way and it's why our parents were friends, I think. I believe your mom and my mom talked about it after your mother moved to California and my dad died. It was your mom who suggested that she get together with your father. Your mom thought your father would need the guiding hand of a strong woman and suggested they hook up. It would be good for both of then she thought." El said.
"Yea, now that you mention it my dad does defer to your mother on many thing, " I said.
"Your father defers to my mom on all things." El said as a matter of fact.
She leaned forward in her chair and stared at me, rather intently and unblinking.
