When Elaine left in a huff, Mom was torn between the love she felt for Elaine and the lust she had for me. To my way of thinking, Elaine only compounded the problem by putting Mom in that situation. If she had handled it differently Mom might have just moved in with her and eventually the problem would have worked itself out.
We had offered Mom our thoughts as to possible options in an attempt to smooth things over for the time being, so the key elements could be decided after taking time to study the long term effects of the various options.
After contemplating the situation, Mom finally told Elaine that she couldn't be pushed into a decision and that if she cared at all about her, she had to let her work things out. After some discussions Elaine finally agreed that she was being unfair. Mom promised to have a decision or at least a basis to work from within a month and that's where they left it.
That's not to say that they would stay apart for a month, far from it. The only thing they agreed on, for the most part, was that Elaine wouldn't interfere with life at our house no matter what path it took.
About a week after things settled down, Mom came home from work a little late, walking in just as Jenni and I were recovering from nearly an hour of sixty-nine action.
"Is there anything to eat?" she asked, as she walked into the house.
"We wouldn't know," I called out. "We've been sort of busy."
"You didn't need to start without me," she replied, and even though I
couldn't see her , I knew she had a grin on her face.
"I was saving some cream for you," Jenni said, "but I guess I ate it all."
"You're not making this any easier," Mom said, as she came into the room. "I'm supposed to be working on controlling my lust for her."
"You can start working on that tomorrow," Jenni said.
"Give us a minute and we'll find something to eat," I said.
"I'll call an order in to Tostiano's," she said. "Throw some robes on and we'll get some food in us before we even think about sex."
"It's a little late for that," I said, "but we'll be right there."
When we went to the kitchen, she had a glass of Chianti poured for each of us 'to restore our energies,' she said.
"I've decided to spend Friday night and Saturday with Elaine, just so you know," she said. "
"Should we have the paramedics standing by?" I asked. "I mean you haven't been together for several days now. It might be more than you can handle."
"I'll be just fine," she said. "I'm not taking the new strap-on with me though."
"That's probably a good thing," Jenni said. "Two nights with that thing might be more than your bodies could handle."
"Are you and Elaine still planning on getting away?" I asked.