Conversations with My Mother

She smiled at me and then seductively sucked on her fingers. I sighed and moaned.

"Bitch," I told her.

She kissed me and let me taste my own juices. I hugged her tightly, "I wish you would let me write about you. I could make it such a romantic love story."

She looked at me and kissed my nose. "When I'm retired you can, OK, You could make it an auto biotype of book." She kept looking into my eyes.

"You do understand it isn't me you have to convince but your manager. You are making so much money for her writing about those 'James Bond' types and shoot them up stories that I'd be surprised if she'd let you off the hook babe,"

"Tell me what you are going to do to that young girl to eyed off earlier, what's her name again?"

"Meagan, I am going to have a coffee with her and have a nice little chat. That's all," She told me.

"Yeah, that's what you say now and as soon as she touches your arm you will do what?" I enquired.

"Push her up against a wall, raise her dress, plant my knee in her crutch and kiss her so hard that she'll be pushing down her tights and panties and begging me to bring her off," The fact that Amanda said it with a completely straight face was enough to make me laugh.

"Now tell me what you really intend to do?" I asked.

She smiled, "Get her phone number and see if she is going to be in San Diego while we are there. If so I'll ask if she is up for a 'ménage Trois,"

"Oh yeah and who's the third person going to be?" I asked knowing I'd be tempting her to go again.

"I think I could find someone who is close to me," She answered, smiling, then kissed me with so much love in her eyes.

"God woman, what you do to me,"

"You have a rendezvous this night, my love. So I will tease you some so you are ready to do your duty to the Sappho cause,"

"You make me sound like I am some type of predator, hunting down straight women just to turn them. Babe, that is not me," I exclaimed.

Amanda smiled at me and tickled me, I giggled and tried to move away, but I was still under her body and under her control. I was trapped. I laughed out loud and almost screamed at her to stop. She stopped automatically before I did. She kissed me again. "Don't you dare change my love?"

Then she continued "But I do recall a story about your first best seller and a certain book launch, where it is rumoured in a space of six weeks you had at least a different lover every second day," She reminded me of a time when I was single and I reminded her that with each telling of the story, the numbers of women greatly increased.

"Now stop that, it was three women in six weeks and I was single," I told her.

"Still takes some beating one every two weeks, I'm impressed," She told me, yet again.

"How come you never let on about your escapades when you are off doing your Foreign Affairs thing? I mean just the name of your department says it all. Foreign Affairs."

She laughed. "Because I am so professional and it is all work. Plus ninety per cent of the staff are men. So no chance of me getting laid away from home,"

I poked her in the chest, "I don't believe you,"

"What you think I'd jump into bed with a bloke, come on now I do have some morals. Besides if I get horny or bored, I can ring you and we handle things ourselves, way more fun."

I hugged her again," I love you so much,"

"I believe you," she told me. "Come on, get yourself decent so you can teach Madison a thing or two about how to please a woman,"

I went looking for my panties, which were still tucked inside my jeans. Getting dressed seemed so pointless, I mean I was only going to get Madison to undress me again. I smiled to myself at the thought of it.

We lay in the single bed together, a bit cramped but it brought back a lot of memories for us. All good we both agreed.

We just cuddled and spoke softly about what might be in store when we get to the US of A. I asked again about the need for an Embassy 'guard' AND the Secret Service. "Are you in any danger?"

"NO, don't be so silly. Trust me I am a nobody Bobbi. The Minister just wants to be certain that we don't get held up by any red tape. He is thinking about making things easy for us," I snuggled into her shoulder and felt the warmth of her body next to mine.

"You'd tell me if you were, wouldn't you?" I asked. "In danger I mean,"

"Stop it, I am not in any sort of danger and neither are you. It is your government saying to you they want this time to be as easy on you as it can be," Amanda had a way about her when she spoke with determination. She was trying hard to reassure me and I wasn't buying it for one second.

"Well thank him for me," I told her. "And you are far from being a nobody babe,"

I decided to change the topic of conversation. Since I wasn't getting anywhere with her.

I took in the aroma from her shampoo, "You've changed your shampoo again," I half asked but half told her.

"Yeah, maybe. You like it soft and silky, don't you?"

"I would love it no matter what you used." I looked up at her from my lower position.

I felt her squeeze me, "You say all the right things to me. Do you know that?"

"Hhhmmm, I try," Came my reply.

There was a gentle knock on our access area. And a sweet voice asked if she could come in.

I got up and straightened myself up a little bit and met Madison as she came into our area. I smiled at her, and she blushed and smiled back.

"Nervous are you?" I said.

"Extremely," She answered "A certain young stewardess is a little envious." She told us.

I reached for her hands and held them in front of her. I moved up closely to her, our faces were mere inches apart. I kissed her lips gently and told her. "You are in charge here OK. If I go too far or too fast you tell me to stop. I will, immediately. OK?"

I felt her quiver, and she smiled. I saw both excitement and fear in her eyes.

"You mentioned you had somewhere you wanted to show me, a place you feel safe and secure in?

"Yes, our sleeping cubicles. I can guarantee we won't be disturbed there," She told us, well me actually. But Amanda was watching on and raised her eyebrows and then told us not to forget to put the do not disturb sign out. She chuckled and told us to go.

Madison let go of my hands and walked in front of me. I noticed she wasn't wearing the skin-coloured tights that she had on earlier. I looked closely for a PL, but nope, couldn't see any. But she might be wearing a very high-waisted G-string. But I very much doubt it. I was so tempted to run my hands over her cute backside, but in public and while she was 'working' I thought better of it.

We arrived at the stewardess work station, there were 4 or 5 girls there taking a break, this time it was my turn to blush. "Hi everyone," And I got back a lot of smiles, a wave or two and a hello.

Madison took hold of my hand and said "Don't be shy, they won't bite,"

A quiet voice at the back advised everyone, "I do," and everyone laughed. I looked for the voice but she was hidden away.

Madison opened a door and took me into a darkened room. It had 4 bunk-type beds, all singles, of course. The door closed and she turned on a bed lamp, giving off just enough light to see what we were doing.

I put a finger to her lips as if she were making a ssshhhing sound. She stopped, I moved closer and kissed her. Gently at first and as she felt me up against her she responded by kissing me back. Her tongue snaked out and I sucked upon it, she swooned. My hands rested on her hips and as I tried to edge her dress up, she helped me by unzipping her uniform.

Her skirt came off and she hung it up and she had in fact gone commando, I started to unbutton her soft blouse, the seven buttons were soon open and her lace white bra was on display. She went to undo it, but I stopped her. I whispered to her, "Let me," and I did. Her breasts were firm, her nipples left me aware of how aroused she was. Each nipple was firm and standing out proudly, waiting to be taken. I put the bra on a bed and cupped each boob. Tweaking her nipples collectively. She moaned and her head went backwards, her eyes closed. I lowered my mouth to take a nipple, using my tongue and then my lips. I felt her body move, so I sat her down and then gently pushed her backwards onto the bed.

She looked up at me and held her arms open inviting me in. I raised one hand to ask her to wait as I did a slow strip tease for her. I kicked my boots off and slid down the zipper on my jeans. I opened the button and let my jeans fall open I moved towards her and her hands took hold of my jeans, edged them over my hips and eased them down. She held onto me as I took my jeans off. She used the flat of her hand to rub my mound. "Oh yeah, I like that," I told her. I looked down at her mound, covered with a soft bed of light brown hair, with a hint of moisture,"

I removed my light jumper and then a baggy T-shirt. I took my small bra off and put it with hers. I went to take my panties down, but this time she stopped me. She placed her thumbs in the side of them and slowly, very slowly eased them downwards. She knelt on the bed in front of me. Until I was exposed to her. My panties stopped at my knees, so I quickly removed them. She giggled, and I smiled then just slightly opened my legs for her to see my excitement. She ran the tip of her finger along my crease as I tried to climb onto the bed with her.

She lay back and welcomed me once more into her open arms. We kissed as first-time lovers do, gently at first then increasing as our passion rose. I placed her underneath me and I slipped my leg between hers. My mound, with its 3 day stubble found her womanly core, and immediately she arched her back. We slowly started to move in sync and gradually increased the tempo. Our panting and moaning grew as we both raced towards our first climatic orgasm. My intention was to make her cum, not once or twice but often. To let her rest then to start on her again. To talk to her, to let her feel my body, to let her go as far and as fast as she desired.

She came quickly and she arched her body to release the pent-up frustration of not having any recent lovers. She wanted to groan. But held it back. Aware her colleagues were most likely listening in. She collapsed back onto the bed, giggling, demanding my face, and my lips to kiss, I gave her everything and more. I pinched her nipples, she sighed, said no then pinched them herself. So I knew that her no's were not a word she used to get me to stop. I leaned forward and held her face in my hands and kissed her with passion as I commenced to work my way down her body.

I nibbled on her neck and her ears, she cried for more and begged me to stop, "No more, Bobbi please no more,"

I asked if she was sure as I continued to lick her skin, around her throat. And let my nipples fence with hers, she put her hands on my rump and pulled me into her again. We kissed, she begged me for more, then she told me enough.

I was having none of it, as I ran my tongue down between her bosoms. Each time I ventured there, I suckled each nipple, and her moaning grew louder and more wanton. Soon I was using my tongue in her belly button, her back arched each time I thrust into it. She was giggling as I tickled her, my body now spreading her legs. My hands left her boobs and I put them behind her knees, bent her knees and pushed them up onto her body. She was exposed to me and I suspect for the first time in a long long while to anyone who wanted her pussy as much as I did right then and there.

My mouth covered her core. And my tongue was sent in search firstly for her opening and when I found it, I spent my time, letting my tongue explore every piece of it, the lips, which I sucked into my mouth, then I ran my tongue along her inner lips, the pink sensitive part. She didn't scream but she was close. Her hands were balls in my hair, tugging and moving my head in all directions. I went in search of her sweet pearl, that button that rips the sensations from your body every time it is captured and teased. That I did over and over, she covered her face with a pillow. As I took her pearl and played with it, and she came, she came hard and fast. Not gushing, not yet I thought. But she will. She lay back her breathing was as if she had just run a mile. She was panting as I continued to lick, toy, kiss, and suck different parts of her sensitive anatomy into my mouth.

She lay back laughing, continually repeating "Oh My God, Oh My FUCKING God,"

She thought I was finished as I slowly worked my finger into her, and like a pump action, I moved it back a forth. A single finger at first. "No Bobbi, no more please, I can't take any more," She was begging me. But her voice was saying one thing her body another as she once again began to thrust her hips against my finger. I introduced a second one and curled them upwards as I lowered my mouth onto her pearl once more. Placing my thumb against Rosebud. She tried to wiggle free of my attention, but I was fixed on her button and my fingers were seeking that rough spot inside of her. As I found it she moaned, oh how she moaned. I eased my thumb into her, she said no, again and again. This time I did stop, my thumb only, but left it partially penetrating her anus. And when she came I eased it in further. She did scream, not loud, but loud enough. She was close to giving me a facewash.

She collapsed back onto the bed. I put her legs down wrapping them around my shoulders. We lay there together recuperating. I rested my head on her thigh, just looking at her beautiful core, I started to touch it gently, or more like tease it. I blew on it and took in her fragrance. There is something so hypnotic about a woman's scent.

She laughed. "Oh My God, where have you been all my life?" She moaned again. "No more, please,"

I laughed with her. "I take it you enjoyed that?"

"Oh yes, but what about you?" She asked.

"I loved every second of it," I replied.

"That's not what I meant, I mean, what about you?"

"Oh you mean you would like to reciprocate. Well if you want to I am more than willing, but if you would like to wait until you feel more comfortable," I was trying to tell her that I wasn't expecting anything in return but wouldn't say no. Besides I had my fair share earlier that evening.

She asked me to join her so we could talk.

I crawled up to lay next to her and she kissed me. Tasting herself I suspect for the first time.

"Hhhmmm I taste pretty good don't I?" she asked of me.

"Yes you do, she cupped a boob and started playing with a nipple which immediately obeyed instructions and grew a little and became firm. She bowed her head and took it into her mouth flicking it with her tongue and sucking on it. I moaned. I felt her hand slowly head south towards the promised lands and she did rest her hand on my mound. My hips moved instinctively to greet her. She was nervous once more.

"Oh Bobbi, I'm not sure I can do this right now. Oh, I feel so bad now and guilty," She told me.

I smiled at her. "Don't feel bad. I wasn't expecting you to jump in the deep end straight away,"

I continued and tried to explain that there was no expectation on my part for her to go any further than what she did. "You will find someone who turns you on and there will be no stopping you."

She watched me and hugged me. I told her "Let's get dressed and face the world shall we?"

She giggled and held onto me. "In a little while".