I grew up in a big house in Surrey with my mum Felicity and my dad. When my mum and dad got divorced, dad gave our big house in Surrey to mum. I helped mum a lot coming to terms with her new single life and whilst I did it for her, I do view the house as my inheritance. Mum is an attractive mature woman in her 50s who can still attract men of her own age. As her daughter my worry was that she will find a new man, marry him and take my inheritance with her. This story is how I shared my husband Simon with her in return for getting my inheritance early. In the first part of the story I set out how Simon fucked my mother and in chapter two how I persuaded mum to give me my inheritance, this house, early.
As part of sharing my husband with my mum I set out three rules:
Rule 1, there will be no diminution of my own sex life. When I want Simon for sex, he must be there to satisfy me.
Rule 2, full transparency. Simon had to share with me every time he fucked my mother.
Rule 3, no masturbating!
Simon was struggling to adhere to the rules. This chapter is how I used his weakness about adhering to the rules, to win him back!
The house move was complete and Simon and I were now living in Surrey. I was still sharing Simon but I felt the sharing was not equal. Felicity was getting the lion's share of what Simon had to offer.
Both Simon and I were still working in London but Simon had arranged to work from home up to three days a week. He had to be in the office Monday and Wednesday but the other days were more flexible. I was effectively commuting and we hardly used the flat. My mum was living with us although the plan was for her, when she was ready, to buy a smaller house nearby from the sale of the flat.
To outsiders the relationship looked normal with mother being looked after by daughter. But to the contrary the house was being run on strict rules.
We were living as a ménage a trois. Simon was being shared by two women. Felicity had Simon midweek during the day; I had priority at weekends. I had agreed with my mother to restrict having sex with Simon to twice a week but the sex with each women was kept separate and with both moving in different directions.
I loved the control I had gained over our sex life and wanted to keep and extend that control. Felicity just wanted to be fucked twice a week. Rule 2 required Simon to be transparent about what happened between him and my mother and lying in bed together he would share with me how the relationship was progressing.
Sex with Felicity meant afternoons in bed on the days he worked at home. On those days she would start teasing Simon as soon as I had left for work. She was very attuned to what excited Simon. By lunchtime Simon was on the boil. Felicity would take Simon to her bedroom in the afternoon and be there until an hour before I was due back from work.
"She is starting to use the same tactics to get me excited as she did when she was teasing me," Simon shared.
"What were those?" I asked. I wasn't aware of the games Felicity had been playing.
Simon explained to me how before I had agreed that she could share Simon and when I was not around, Felicity would open the buttons of her blouse and let him see the colour of her bra. From that he knew the colour of her knickers and indeed if she was wearing any at all. As he spoke and shared the stories I started to see my mother in a new light.
"When I am at home, in the mornings when I am working, she occasionally interrupts me and with her second button open I can see her bra usually red or black. That's a message that when we get to the afternoon she wants taking upstairs and for me to take control and give her a hard fucking.
"On those afternoons Felicity likes to be fucked long and hard. She leaves her stockings and suspender belt on and by feeling, stroking and licking she brings me to a second, more relaxed but equally high organism later. She knows what turns me on and I'm finding her difficult to resist."
"Occasionally now," said Simon, "she wears a loose sensuous dress. I'm beginning to learn that is when she wants less of taking and more of seducing. Underneath her dress she always wears white silky underwear that is soft and sensuous to the touch. She gets me to unzip her dress and slipping out of it she reveals a silk full length slip. We kiss and cuddle on the sofa and she allows me to undress her under the slip. I unclasp her bra and she slips it off. My hand rises up her inner thigh until I find her silky knickers. Their wide legs come down to her stocking tops and she allows me to pull her knickers down around her ankles. I use my fingers on her cunt to open up her slit and usually she nudges me and gently pushes my head to indicate she is ready for her clit to be sucked and licked.
"I am getting used to her taste and now I quite enjoy it. It is very sensuous when she pushes my face into her cunt. She pushes my head inside her slip and I feel surrounded by silky ness. Her thighs press against my cheeks and she plays with her petticoat over my hair and under my chin. As I feel her getting excited, I use my tongue on her clit and introduce fingers, two at most into her cunt. She never wants bringing on my fingers. Instead she encourages me to fuck her properly. I take her there and then on the sofa. Her legs high in the air and me between her thighs, my cock balls deep inside her.
"Then we gently go upstairs and I finish her off. One time she picked up her silky knickers and carried them upstairs with her. When we got into the bedroom she put them on me then sat me on the bed whilst she licked my cock through the silk. Her hand played with my balls through the silk and the dual sensation made me excited very quickly. I fucked her that afternoon in the missionary position with the knickers still on me and my cock entering her through the knicker leg."
The more Simon shared with me the more I realised why he had so little to share with me. She was milking him for everything. She had learned the things that excited him and then she played on them mercilessly to get what she wanted. I realised I had opened a Pandora's box by letting my mother share Simon. I didn't realise what a sex siren she was and how much she was playing with Simon to get what she wanted.
"Simon," I said, "this isn't working for me. Something has to change. Rule 1 specifically says you have to satisfy me as well. You have nothing left to give me! I agreed to share you; I didn't expect to lose you. I want you back; I must have you back. You have to think of me!"
Simon looked crestfallen
"I realise I'm not doing what I should," he said, "I just find your mother irresistible. She knows how to turn me on and I just can't disappoint her."
"Simon you have got to learn. As I said this cannot continue. You have to learn some self-control so you have something left to give me."
Simon looked downcast. He didn't know what to say.
I took his head in my hands. I looked him in the eye and said "Simon, I have to get you back!"
I had to talk to Karen. This situation was getting out of control. Since the move and returning to work in London, I had resumed my regular Tuesday lunches with Karen. I shared with Karen what was happening in Surrey.
"I have Simon at weekends. I am tired from work and it takes until Sunday for me to relax. Simon is fucking my mother twice midweek so his libido is small and he has no energy to chase me. I am left to take the initiative. I running a busy work life and I am struggling to find the energy myself. As a result nothing is happening. Something has got to change"
"Have you shared this with your mother?" said Karen.
"Several times. She agrees to my face than I find she is using new ways to get Simon excited."
"And has Simon anything to say?"
"He has shared with me what my mother does to get him to fuck her. He is being severely tempted. She is playing with him and he hasn't the resolve to resist her."
"Do you have to continue the relationship in this way? You have the house; can't you just take Simon from her?"
