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"Mom," I heard Stacy calling from downstairs. I was just getting out of the shower. I had needed another after being fingered to orgasm by my daughter's best friend, Abby!
"I'll be right there, honey," I called back. I slipped on the clothes I was wearing earlier, but with a fresh pair of panties and now a bra. While doing so, I looked at Abby's dress laying on my bed. Would Stacy know that Abby was here and that I was trying on her dress? I thought about texting Abby, but wasn't what we did something innocent that got out of hand? But I didn't do a thing! I just let it happen. I heard my daughter coming up the stairs so I quickly grabbed and folded the dress and placed it in a drawer. Stacy opened the door as I turned around.
"You're just now taking a shower," she asked. I told her that I finished cleaning the house and needed a good scrubbing. It wasn't a lie. I did clean the house. But I also had my sticky juices all over my pussy and all down my legs. That part my daughter didn't need to know!
"What's for dinner" I can't tell you how glad I was that Stacy asked that. I was feeling guilty and expected questions about Abby or the dress and I wasn't sure quite how to answer.
"We're having leftover party food and I actually need you to take some to Abby's parents". As we walked out of my room and down the stairs, I also asked how her "networking" went with her father. She began telling me that she may be working at the new clothing store at the town center, but the owner, who she met, asked her to come to the store tomorrow.
The heels! I stopped in the middle of the living room realizing I didn't pick up Abby's shoes which I had stepped out of in my moments of pleasure. I didn't see them and Stacy noticed my panic, but I recovered and told her I just remembered a bill I had to get in the mail. About this time Frank walked in, gave me a peck on the lips, and said he was going to shower. I packed up some leftovers for Stacy to bring to Abby's family and got set to prepare our sandwiches.
When Stacy returned a few minutes later she said that Abby would be over to pick up the gifts she left here so her parents could watch her open them. Obviously, Abby hadn't said anything to Stacy about the dress or I would have heard it! Now how was I going to act when she came back over.
Frank, Stacy and I had a pleasant meal around the kitchen table with Frank providing the details of his golf game and some club gossip. Stacy finished filling me in about the possible job.
Just after six, Abby walked in. She was in an oversized school sweatshirt and loose sweatpants and sneakers. She said hello to Frank who was walking toward the patio where I'm sure he would pick up the newspaper and promptly doze. Stacy was in the kitchen filling the dishwasher. "So, Mrs. G., were you able to de-stress this afternoon?" Abby quietly said.
Stacy walked back into the room as I replied, "Yes, Abby, I had a relaxing afternoon even with all the cleaning I did."
"Mom, I do want to remind you that Abby and I were going to do the cleaning!" Stacy stated. "Well honey," I replied, "I have a ton of laundry to do tomorrow including the tablecloths we used inside so you are more than welcome to help with that."
"Well, it will have to wait until the afternoon tomorrow because I am spending the morning with that Mr. Dranito at his store in the morning."
Stacy barely had those words out of her mouth when Abby said, I'll help, Mrs. G since I am totally free tomorrow." Giving me a sultry little smirk, she continued, "If I can help you relax, that would make my day."
"See Mom, Abby will take care you in the morning and I can do some ironing for you in the afternoon."
"Well girls" I said, "that is one way of spoiling me. "Now, are you ever going to open your presents?"
I walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. I needed it! What was I getting myself in to by accepting Abby's offer to help with my laundry? Did I want more of what happened today? No! Of course not. But I didn't hesitate in accepting her offer! Did I want today repeated? Before I walked back to the living room, I had already emptied one glass and poured another. What am I doing?
The girls had fun as Stacy opened the rest of her graduation presents. She got money and gift cards along with lots of lotions and conditioners, travel items, socks, perfume and even a beautiful Lily Pulitzer blouse from one of her aunts.
Now it was time for the two of them to go back to Abby's. As Abby followed Stacy out the front door she gave me a hug and whispered not to dirty any more sheets without her.
I was left standing at the door, mouth open, stomach fluttering.
What has gotten into me??
No! I can't let this happen.
Frank was already in bed and asleep when I decided to get into bed myself. It was after 10:30 and Stacy, who arrived back home around 9 was in her room probably texting friends. I was tired and had finished three full glasses of wine, but sleep didn't come easily. I tossed and turned and all I could think of was Abby's hands on me, her fingers pushing up inside me...
I awoke to the sounds of Frank getting ready for work. As he knotted his tie he asked if I was feeling okay because I had been tossing all night. I told him that I was fine, but knew full well that my mind was on Abby. Frank gave me a peck on the forehead and went downstairs. It was just after 7 so I felt I should get up, too.
After brushing my teeth I decided a quick shower would clear my head. I threw on a bra and panties along with jeans and tee. After all, I wasn't planning on going anywhere. By the time I got downstairs Frank had left and Stacy was sitting with a bowl of cereal and coffee while scrolling through her phone. She said she was leaving early and expected to be back by lunch. She also reminded me that Abby was going to help me; like I needed the reminder. "So don't take advantage of her good deed" she added. If my daughter only knew!
After Stacy left, I sat with my coffee in silence and with my thoughts. What happened was wrong. She is my daughter's best friend! She just graduated from high school! I'm not a lesbian! Wait, I'm happily married! It's cheating! But, oh did her fingers feel so good. Her touch. Her warmth.