The two mature lovers were already busy eating and talking and laughing. They had taken a quick shower since their passion was satisfied earlier out on the patio in the morning dawn.
"Is there any blackberry jam left? I know how you two like sweet things." Shy couldn't resist adding.
"There is, Hunni," Susannah said with a warm smile.
"And there's still some fresh strawberries. Very ripe," Ellen slyly commented.
Shy pretended to ignore that last remark as Bex gave her an amused look.
Shy chose Assam black tea while Bex went the refined route with Earl Grey, they filled their plates with biscuits slathered with blackberry jam. Shy couldn't help placing two, very ripe, strawberries on her plate as well.
"Becky, you look lovely in that white dress. I didn't even know I still had it. Where did you find it?" Susannah asked.
"It was in the closet," her daughter answered.
"I used to wear that after you were born. You might have been 2 or 3. Your Dad bought it for me. After giving birth to you, and all the things a mother has to do... that dress made me feel like... a woman again."
Shy turned to Becky and took her hand in hers and leaned over for a kiss on the cheek.
"So, what are your plans for today?" Susannah asked.
"I want to go for a walk with you, mum," Becky replied.
Shy picked up one of the strawberries by the green stem and dangled it above her upturned face as she seductively took a small nibble.
"I wouldn't mind spending more time with Shy," Ellen said as she studied the flirtatious young woman. One thing was for sure, Ellen thought, she was not shy!
A distant thunderclap broke the silence.
"Well, we best be going. It does look like rain today," Susannah said.
And with that, they quickly finished their biscuits, drank their tea, and cleared the table. And then they went outside to see what Mother Nature has to offer them in the beautiful idyllic English countryside.
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Becky and Susannah made their way northward, past several rolling hills. The sky was filled with cumulonimbus clouds turning a very dark grey. Susannah wore a nautical top with broad white and navy-blue stripes and navy-blue beach shorts with a drawstring. Her shoes were also navy-blue canvas with no socks. She topped it off with a yellow bandana tied around her neck and a grey skipper's cap that matched the clouds. Becky approved of the nautical theme and with the oncoming rain storm her mum must be clairvoyant!
The wind whirled around them, whipping up their hair, Susannah's light blonde contrasted with the darkening sky. She began talking about her childhood years, reminiscing about growing up and falling in love with her now ex-husband. She remembered the day Becky told her that she was gay and was so happy for her teenage daughter. The world was slowly changing and accepting alternate lifestyles. She knew her daughter was at peace with herself.
At each fork along the footpath, they always chose a northern direction. The footpath wound through small grassy hills separated by vibrant green meadows full of vivid wildflowers, chirping birds, and buzzing bees. Susannah, always the gardener, enjoyed showing her daughter all the new wildflowers still blooming in the early Summer. They walked between some large Oak trees and the floor was covered in white Ramsons. Further on she discovered some Pyramidal orchids for Becky to enjoy. Its petals clustered in the shape of the ancient Egyptian structures.
Her daughter would sniff each one as if to extract the pharaohs' secrets. Susannah adored her curious and inquisitive nature, like a kitten exploring the outdoors for the first time.
Passing some more hills and another meadow, Susannah spied some Corncockle. These lovely flowers grew tall and showed off their magenta petals beautifully. Hmm, reminded her of Ellen's underwear she wore yesterday. So sexy on that gorgeous body of hers.
A few raindrops began to fall.
"What are you thinking of mum?"
"Um, oh, Ellen, dear."
"Do you love her?"
Susannah laughed, but then understood her daughter was serious.
"Yes dear, as a friend... and now a lover. We've grown close, but I don't think we will be forever lovers like you and Shy."
Becky nodded coming to the realization that her bond with Shy was very unique. She'll never forget that day at Uni when she saw Shy reading a book and marched across the courtyard determined to introduce herself. And here they are, less than a year later at her mum's summer cottage and enjoying themselves... and each other. All the combinations ran through her head, but the one with her mum was special. And now it has finally developed into an intimate one.
As the raindrops increased in number and intensity, Becky twirled around like a happy little girl. Her arms extended out to her sides, palms up, catching the raindrops and laughing. Susannah sat on a fallen tree log and watched her Babygirl enjoying Nature. The white dress soon became soaked and clung to her skin. Becky danced with the mysticism and spirit of a Naiad, possessing her body. Spinning and spinning and spinning, her blonde hair becoming darker brown and dripping wet. Achieving a strong bond with Mother Nature, Becky stopped her motion and placed a hand on her chest, her white dress fully soaked. Then she made her way to the log and straddled it facing her mum. Out of breath and laughing, she leaned in for a strong kiss. Her mum was waiting and embraced her daughter, warming her up as the rain continued to fall. They both felt the call of passion building up inside and Susie stood up and led her daughter to a nearby grove of Maple trees providing a canopy for shelter from the steady rainfall.
The cool green grass warmed up as Susie sat down and took off her skipper's cap. Becky removed her sandals and then offered to remove her mum's canvas shoes. Susie lifted each leg as she watched her Babygirl untie them and pull them off, giving her small toes a tender kiss. She hiked up her long, wet dress and pulled down her beautiful white lace panties and kicked them across the grass. Then she lowered herself over mum's legs and pulled one up till the spot just below her knee was touching her kitty. They locked dazzling blue eyes under the Maple trees as Becky slowly moved up and down over that small section of her mum's leg. Susannah was mesmerized how freely her daughter expressed herself, wanting this touch of intimacy. And Susie wanted so much to hold her and kiss her. The lace bodice revealed pert breasts and erect dark pink nipples.
"This feels so good, Susie," Becky said using her mum's nickname.
The rain steadily falling on the leaves above them.
"I love you, Bex," Susie said, calling her daughter by her favorite nickname.
Bex moved up and down faster. They clasped hands as Bex meowed with pleasure. A few raindrops joined their writhing bodies. Their hands holding together tighter and tighter. When Bex felt her climax near, she leaned over pressing their hands into the grass. Her lower body continued moving up and down on Susie's leg and then the beautiful orgasm rolled over her body like the raindrops rolling down her arms. Bex shifted all her weight onto their hands sinking them into the thick green grass as her breathing grew heavy. Her wet hair dripping into Susie's face.
And when it was over, Susie reached up to wrap her arms around her daughter and bring her down for a loving embrace. They were lost in the power of love as the rain continued to fall around them.
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Back in the kitchen, Shy finished the rest of her strawberries. Ellen got up and went to the fridge and poured some cream into a small bowl. She was planning on doing some yoga later and was wearing her black sports bra with red crimson trim all along the outline and her black spandex shorts had a nice broad swath of crimson highlight as well. Shy had noticed her firm buttocks as she went to the fridge. But now Ellen faced her and lifted off her bra. She dipped a strawberry into the cream and drizzled it over her small pert breasts. Shy tried not to look surprised, but her jaw dropped, nonetheless.
"Come here, I have some milk for you," Ellen beckoned.
Shy got up from the kitchen table and tried not to hurry over, but barely a second passed and she was pressing her body into Ellen's making her lean back onto the countertop. Ellen's hands grasped the counter's edge for balance and Shy interlocked their fingers as she kissed the "milk" on those tiny little breasts.
"Ummm, love your breast milk," Shy commented as her tongue moved over the slightly curved formations.
Ellen let out a nice sigh.
